CHAPTER VII 
THE TIGER {continued') 
The day after the accident described, we were 
sitting beneath the shade of a mango grove at about 
4 p.M. when a native arrived at the camp with news 
that a tiger had just killed a valuable cow which 
gave him a large supply of milk, and the body was 
lying about 2 miles distant. The tragic incident of 
the previous day had established a panic in the 
village, and the natives were not in the humour to 
turn out as beaters. I quite shared their feeling, as 
I did not wish to expose the poor people after the 
loss they had sustained; it was too late for a beat, 
therefore I determined to take the two elephants and 
make a simple reconnaissance, that might be of use 
upon the following day. 
It was 4.30 p.M. by the time we started, as the 
two elephants had taken some time to prepare. 
The native was tolerably correct in his estimate of 
distance, and after passing through a long succession 
of glades and wooded hills, broken by deep nullahs, 
we arrived at the place, where soaring vultures 
marked the spot, and the remains of a fine white 
