Morning journal and courier., 1893-05-17
BOAR HUNTING.
An Encounter in India With the Un.
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An Encounter in India With the Un- expected
 It was amid the pretty broken country round Pooruudhur, not far from Poons. in the Bombay prss!dency-a country of trap hills, and vast plains of black soil, which splits opsn fin summer time, with innumerAble wide Assures, into which the lizards and field rats take headers as you walk, and the snakes glide back and forth, writes Sir Edwin Arnold In the London Telegraph. I had been shooting quail, with none but native attendants, and ss the sun touched the western horizon we came to the edge of deep glen, wooded with rounded clustered bushes. between which showed patches of yellow grass.
 "Down in that nullsh, GhArIb- pArrsr" -(Protector of the Poorl-f'there gre plenty of deer and hsres; and, perhaps. a leopard" !" remarked my AAhrsttA shikArL
 "Get fifty people of the village" I an swered, "to-morrow morning early, and let us beat the nullsh from top to bottom. We can do it if-"
 "Dekohoi Defohol" interrupted RAghsr; 1 'look, Ssheb, lookI" And where he pointed saw something in the upper par, of the valley moving downward, which might be anything obsying a not very wise instinct-for the light uas rapidly fsiling-I snatched my rife from Ra9hu's hand and ran down the slors, he follow ing. What lovely and lonely hollow it was in that silent Indian waste, with its smooth tables of sand and grass, its green bushy s!des and cascades Of wild pArssid- cal flowers sfoNing on the tree stems, while the tiny gray ring doves hitted coo ing from bush to bush, and from the thin string of water st the bottom the Deocan pee-wit, who cries, 'D!d :you-do-iri Did you-do itl' rose, aware of our presence.
 Soon a butt1n qus,l bustlci out of c cane thicket higher up, and settled almost at our feet sure sisl that something vas coming. And something did indeed comsl
 We were standing on Q level patch of clear ground, with dense clover s6oye and be low, and the twilight, which lasts SO brief ly in India, was alrer3y growing dim,
 when out blundered big jungle SOW, fol
 lowed by pack of pislets, bent, nc
 doubt, on c drink of water in the bottom
 and sftsrward the nightly forage Mo tionless though We stood, shs saw us iron
 her little eyes, and grunted something per
 fectly intelligible, beyond doubt, to he,
 little ones, for they all immediately scur
 rIed hard scross the open, hrstlIng thei,
 numbering mother. It was inteilielble
 moreover, to another pair of bristly sars
 for again the bushes opened, and fortl
 into the ps.sh of clear ground thrust I grand old gray boar-to whom, I srml, , believe, his poroine oonsort had hastily rc
 marked, Ny dsari there are hateful mel here. Rip them up-f you cam
 At all events he did not seem surprfse. to see us, but chsmpsd his lips, srunte. in a quick, angry way, and came strsieh for where we stood.
 "Msrol maroi" cried Razhar-ashoo, . shootr-and, truly, 1t was no time to haT 3 in mind the regulations of the Poou , Hunt club. could just catch the sicb
 of the riffs In the dim eYening, as I sun on my knee, and fired quick, to get bot - bullets in. The first caught him on th a right hand tusk and sent it spinning-br i. glanced of. However, the boar tuine his head aside c little at the shock, an just slacksned 6 bit In q manner to sho l. his broad neck fair and square, not twel,
 yards of, go that my second bullet we, ,- clean through the esrvicsl vertebrs. I s- the cost of venatioal impropriety, RAehl Q and were saved