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we covered up the remainder with grass, as Francis said the 
people would come for the meat, but there were some hungry 
vultures w^atching us. 
I was on the Nielgherries on December 9th, 1S69, but 
I hardly expected a good stag would fall to my rifle this 
mornings for I had been unfortunate with a fine fellow I 
had seen at peep o' day ; he either winded or heard me, 
and was soon over the hills and far away. It then set in 
misty with a driz;iling rain which put a stop to stalking. 
However, I thought I would send the two men to walk 
through a long strip of shola that occasionally harboured a 
deer, so posting myself near^the top I awaited the result. 
The men had nearly reached me when I heard a movement 
in the wood close to me. I was not at all sure it might 
not be one of the men, when suddenly the horns and head 
of the' well known brow an tiered stag appeared not thirty 
yards from me. He instantly saw me and stood ; as instantly 
I sent him rolling back into the wood and he was gathered 
to his fathers." A well shaped head, with very thick fine 
brow antlers. 1 had known him for some years, but had not 
seen him often. He had evidently been fighting desperately 
during the night and had a great gash and a stab in his 
throat and two or three prods in his face. As he had no 
hind with him I conclude he lost the figlu. Mky I come 
across the victor ! 
I killed my last sambur on the loth February, 1871, at 
the Avalanche, Nielgherries. 1 saw a fine stag with a hind 
lying down on the slopes about one hundred yards below me. 
They saw me, but allowed me to change the carbine for the 
Toy rifle without getting up. I took a very deliberate shot at 
the stag, heard the hit, but he galloped down the side of the 
