. St. Nicholas [serial] . egan kissing the dust from Harrys feet. Theyoung American, unaccustomed to such pro-ceedings, speedily concluded that he had theworth of his rupee, and motioned to the nativeto rise. Tying the buck to the wagon, theyreturned home, where Harry, as proud as a king,was warmly congratulated by his host. That evening Mr. Cotgrave told him a num-ber of amusing stories about the one occasion he had been out shootingsnipe, and had fired in the direction of some This time no coin was dropped into theupturned palm, but, by Mr. Cotgraves orders,two shikarees lif
. St. Nicholas [serial] . egan kissing the dust from Harrys feet. Theyoung American, unaccustomed to such pro-ceedings, speedily concluded that he had theworth of his rupee, and motioned to the nativeto rise. Tying the buck to the wagon, theyreturned home, where Harry, as proud as a king,was warmly congratulated by his host. That evening Mr. Cotgrave told him a num-ber of amusing stories about the one occasion he had been out shootingsnipe, and had fired in the direction of some This time no coin was dropped into theupturned palm, but, by Mr. Cotgraves orders,two shikarees lifted the remains and carriedthem to the large tent belonging to the party,no great distance away. Once there, they con-structed a bier consisting of boards supportedby kegs. Upon this they laid the body, andaround it arranged lighted candles, which theyslyly moved nearer and nearer, until, the heatbecoming unendurable, the dead man witha yell sprang to his feet, rushed through theentrance of the tent, and was seen no j/.n^ .1 ml^ WAITING UNTIL A LARGE BUCK WAS IN MID-AIR, HARRY RAISED HIS RIFLE AND FIRED. {SEE PAGE 516.) natives who were at work in a field two or threegunshots away. Immediately there arose loudcries, He is dead ! He is dead ! Approach-ing them, Mr. Cotgrave and his friends founda man lying motionless upon his back with armsextended and hands relaxed. When they puta rupee into one of the upturned palms, themans fingers closed upon it, and a moment ortwo later the prostrate man rose to his party of Europeans moved away, but werepresently recalled by the cry, He is deadagain ! Winking to his companions, Mr. Cot-grave returned, and found the same man lyingon his back as before. Harry laughed heartily at this incident, asdid Mr. Cotgrave, who spoke of it as one ofthe most ludicrous events of his Indian ex-perience. The next morning Harry went out again, andwhen about two miles from the bungalow suc-ceeded in missing a fine buck which was feed-ing appa
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