Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-11-13
CHASED BY HORSES,
Thrilling Adventure of a
Leopard Hunter on the
Plains of Thibet.
LED ON BY A FINE STAG,
He Rode Into the Power of a Herd of
Wild Kashmire SteedS.
THEN CAME A RACE FOR LIFE.
Number of the Animals Shot Dead
Turing the Fearful Ride.
LED ON BY A FINE STAG,
THEN CAME A RACE FOR LIFE.
SAVED BY A GOOD AIM AT THE LEADER
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There are some kinds of sport about which
the world of hunters and game stalkers are
still in blissful ignorance, and which is
seasoned with dash of danger. 1 know
this by experience. The time was August,
1889, and the place was the southern border
of Little Thibet, just where the silver Indus
winds around the base of the Himalavas,
whose shining tops are lifted beyond the
clouds like towering crystal monuments set
to mark the boundary between the blissful
wales of Cashmere and that territory known
to geographers as Chinese Thibet, the
mystic land whose secrets are yet forbidden
to European eyes BY the magnificent
despotism of its priesthood.
Ten years before my adventure 1 had
travelled extensively in Khorasan, portions
of Afghanistan and along the southern
boundary of Independent Tartary as the
purchasing agent Of Philadelphia firm of
morocco leather manufacturers. A few
years previous to nv adventure on the In
dus l was placed in financial position to
gratity my desire to renew my acquaintance
with nv old friends in Khorasan At that
time was in Calcutta An intimate friend,
Mr.. Alexander Salski, of Tifis suggested
that L go overland With him, passing
through Punjaub thence to Cashmere,
and on over into Caboose and on up to
Nero
A Hunt for Forty Days.
almost instantly accented the proposal,
although l was aware that would be CON-
Alled to separate from Salski at Jelalabad
and pursue the most difficult, lonesome
aud dangerous part of the journey with
L. d.
But 1 accomplished the journey, occupying
nearly year in doing so, and having no
more thrilling adventure than brush with
Afghan robbers in a Paropomisan pass lust
outside the village of Dhurgan. 1t was
while waiting at Srinagar, that splendid
city Of the old Maharaias, that we made the
acquaintance of Captain Haliwell Sayre, of
Her Majesty's Thirty-seventh, and Colonel
Sir Joseph Captall. the latter being the
Governments representative at Srinagar
from March TO November We had six
weeks before US to get over the Himalavas
N our way to Jelalabad, and knowing this,
'aptain Haliwell suggested that hunting
2rty to Ladak be organized, the trip to
cupv 40 days. Mr. Salski was at this
me suffering from an intense vertigo the
esult OF the extreme altitude, 5000 feet
bove the sea level, and was left alone to
present our party.
splendid spot, Mr.. Eaton" said Sir
Joseph the night before we started for
.-rinagar, 'some of the finest shooting over
in Ladak that is to be found in the world,
all of which, thank God sir, is owing to the
tact that your persevering Yankee country
men haven't put in any electric light
plants or started locomotives whstling
down the banks of the Indus to frighten off
the game. Last wear 1 brought down a
Thibetan stag, sir, that had as much fire in
his eyes as any dying leopard ever saw.
And, by the way, sir, there are some mighty
pretty leopard skin foot rugs running
through those Ladak foot hills
OF for the Land of Mystery.
Our party as we filed out of Srinagar. the
capital city of the Seven Bridges, on August