Outing . lve to fif-teen feet at each bound and sailing highover the grass, leaving a trail very diffi-cult for even such keen hunters as thedhole to follow. The diversion createdby the seladang gave them several min-utes start, and when the dogs once moretook up the trail they found, after leav-ing the bamboo, that the series of punc-tures where the deer had alighted in thegrass at the end of each bound were sosmall and so far apart and the grass wasso high—well above their heads—thatthey soon tired of the losing game andturned back into the bamboo in searchof easier quarry. The deer ran for


Outing . lve to fif-teen feet at each bound and sailing highover the grass, leaving a trail very diffi-cult for even such keen hunters as thedhole to follow. The diversion createdby the seladang gave them several min-utes start, and when the dogs once moretook up the trail they found, after leav-ing the bamboo, that the series of punc-tures where the deer had alighted in thegrass at the end of each bound were sosmall and so far apart and the grass wasso high—well above their heads—thatthey soon tired of the losing game andturned back into the bamboo in searchof easier quarry. The deer ran for nearly a mile, gradu-ally circling round and finally, seeingthat they were not followed, slowed intoa walk, and once more cautiously ap-proached the bamboo. The big buckwas walking daintily along with his cu-rious, silent, stamping stride when hecame upon a quaint, bearlike little crea-ture digging at the roots of a clump ofgrasses. As he stepped down beside ithe stopped short with a whoof DEER AND BADGER STOOD FOR A MOMENT WATCHING EACH OTHER, AND THENTHE BIG BUCK STEPPED NEARER, NOSE OUTSTRETCHED 392 THE OUTING MAGAZINE The digger raised its head, then satup on its hind feet and turned up itslong, pointed nose, sniffing at him like alittle striped pig. It was a balisaur orsand badger, and was seeking its supperof earthworms. Deer and badger stoodfor a moment watching each other, andthen the big buck stepped nearer, noseoutstretched. The badger stood upright on its hindfeet like a little bear, raised its upperlip in a wicked snarl, and prepared tostrike with its big, flat, well-armed fore-paw. The buck came within a few feetof the wicked-looking little creature andsniffed at it, then seemed to decide thatit was not worth bothering about and,turning away, left the balisaur to itsworm hunting. The Life of the Jungle The buck and his little band spentmost of the night as they had passed theheat of day, lying in the grass, butshortly before daybreak they went into


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