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impropriety of pajamas as a costume-de-chassc 
and takes advantage of his knowledge. Long 
I wait in hiding, trusting to there being a cal¬ 
low innocent among them who will return. But 
there is no such thing as an innocent koel and 
at last the mosquito bites on my ankles and an 
aching neck send me from my cover. Just as 
I am entering my bungalow a gentle voice calls 
out: “Koel” from the very tree I have been 
standing beneath, craning my neck skyward, and 
I realize that I have been made a fool of. A 
loud hilarious outburst from the other birds all 
round my estate testifies to their appreciation 
of my having been scored off, and then the 
brute in the-tree joins in the general mirth. 
Blanford, in the “Avifauna of India,” says: 
“This bird is rare in Sind and the Punjab and 
not known to occur further west.” On the 
strength of this I submitted an application for 
leave, giving as my intended address “West of 
the Punjab,” and as my reason for requiring 
leave, a fervent desire to get away from the 
koels. An unsympathetic Power-that-is refused 
to grant my application, and that is another 
casus belli against the koel, viz.: that he is not 
recognized as a sufficient excuse for leave. 
Apropos of Blanford I have always had the 
highest respect for that naturalist who has done 
so much for bird lore in this country, but he 
has failed signally in dealing with the koel. He 
has a separate paragraph about him headed, 
“Habits,” and he never mentions the most promi¬ 
nent—those on which I have dilated above—and 
he also writes admiringly of its voice. He says: 
“Natives of India, who admire the bird’s rich 
melodious call notes.” It is only fair to me to 
remember that the native of India will work 
cheerfully all day long at an unoiled Persian 
wheel and that a native engine driver derives 
more enjoyment from sounding his whistle than 
from any other of his various duties. The only 
occasion when the call gives me pleasure is when 
I get my shot in between the syllables, when I 
can stop him between the “ko” and the “el.” 
This feat adds a decided zest to the delight of 
laying him low. 
AN ACQUAINTANCE WITH A LYNX. 
The shadows of the tall pines were begin¬ 
ning to lengthen when I began to realize that 
I was turned round. I thought I had a good 
idea of the direction of camp, but a lake had 
barred my way on two occasions. It was my 
first day in this piece of country, and, leaving 
Big Ike to put the finishing touches to our 
temporary shack, I had wandered off to get 
my bearings, and had succeeded in losing 
them. However, on circling a small lake I 
heard the ringing of axes, and then knew I 
was near a lumber camp, of which Big Ike 
had told me, and was traveling in the right 
direction, but was a little further off camp 
than I at first thought. I then decided to call 
at the camp, from which a logging road ran 
to within half a mile of our shack, rest there 
a while, and the moon being full, take the 
“cadge road” home. I soon got on the right 
side of the cook, and played havoc with the 
solid camp fare, and sat listening to the men’s 
songs and stories until I realized that I ought 
to be moving. “Better not go now, Buddy,” 
said the “boss”; “stay here till morning.” 
However, most lumber camps are tenanted by 
creatures having more legs that two, so I said 
that my friend in camp might be getting 
anxious, thanked him, and set out. 
It was a clear, frosty night, and the moon 
was just beginning to herald her approach in 
the east. The wolves were howling in a val¬ 
ley to the north, but I had heard them too 
often before to be worried. I had about four 
miles to go, and the ground was firm and the 
walking good; but when I left a pine ridge and 
descended into the low land which ran back 
from the head of the lake, the dense growth 
made it unpleasantly dark, especially as some 
heavy clouds were coming up with the moon. 
I was swinging along at a good pace, when 
suddenly I heard a tiny snap a little on one 
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