250 ADVENTURES OF AN ELEPHANT HUNTER ch. 
ceptionally fond of the dog, and wherever I went on 
my hunting expeditions always took him with me, 
chaining him at night to one of my tent-poles, lest 
he should be carried off by a lion or a leopard. One 
night, it was a night of glorious tropical moon- 
THE AUTHOR’S BULL TERRIER ‘BRANDY* 
shine, I had him chained in the above manner at the 
door of my tent, while quite close to the tent was a 
fire by which sat a watchman, who replenished it 
throughout the night as it burned low. I had also 
arranged cut thorn bushes in such a A way that any 
prowler of the night would have to pass close to the 
