Rifle and spear with the Rajpoots: being the narrative of a winter's travel and sport in northern India . e we never came across one. Alan was anxiousto try if they could be found before sunrise, so about threeoclock this morning he started off with Yar Singh and twoor three sowars. They spread out, and rode quietly alongthe -valley; but the dhal fields were so high that althoughthere was a bright moon it was difficult to see far. Atlength one of the sowars made out a sounder of hogs in thedistance, on their way back to the hills. They all raced inpursuit, and gained on them sufficiently to di
Rifle and spear with the Rajpoots: being the narrative of a winter's travel and sport in northern India . e we never came across one. Alan was anxiousto try if they could be found before sunrise, so about threeoclock this morning he started off with Yar Singh and twoor three sowars. They spread out, and rode quietly alongthe -valley; but the dhal fields were so high that althoughthere was a bright moon it was difficult to see far. Atlength one of the sowars made out a sounder of hogs in thedistance, on their way back to the hills. They all raced inpursuit, and gained on them sufficiently to distinguish threehuge boars, besides several sows and smaller pigs. Just as 284 RIFLE AXD SPEAR WITH THE RAJPOOTS. the foot of the hills were reached they were close to theboars, and in another couple of hundred yards would havespeared them. But the broken ground was unridable, andthe sounder trotted unmolested up the hill. One old boar,as if aware he was now in safety, calmly faced round, andstood on a projecting rock, regarding them. They managedto scramble their horses up towards him, but he quietly. JUST BEYOND OUR CAMP THE HILLS OPEN OUT AND FORM A WIDECULTIVATED VALLEY. walked on to another point of vantage, and they wereobliged to confess themselves beaten. On their way backAlan wounded a black buck, breaking its foreleg. Theywere all on fresh horses, and started to ride after the buck,who was going strongly, and kept up with the rest of theherd. For more than three miles they galloped as hard astheir horses could go, but never gained a yard, and, the buck IN A DAK GHARI. 285 reaching the ravines, they were compelled to give up thechase. February 6th.—There is no chance of another tiger, sowe all returned to Ulwar to-day. We now propose goingon a visit to the Maharajas of Kotah and Oodeypore, andthen to Jodhpore for some pig-sticking. We are asked tojoin the Archduke of Austrias tiger-shooting party here,but our time is now so short that we are obliged to abandonthis and
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