The daily morning journal and courier., 1899-12-09
PLEASURES OF STICKING PIGS
HUNTING WILD BOA RS AMONG LONG
 GRASSES OF THE JUNGLE.

Sow and Her Little Ones Run to th' l Open in Confusion, While "Old
 TusIker" Leads His Pursuers Into tn, Thickets, but Is Finally Trough, Down by Spears.
 We will suppose the camp already
 left behind. The beaters, perhaps 10 o1
 them (there are often many more thar
 this number), have been swallowed IF
 the jungle thickets and the long grass
 and betray their presence by weird
 medley of sounds, tom-toms, voices, the
 crash of wood on wood, and the blowing
 of horns. The din seems enough to
 scare any pig out of his senses.
 Outside of the jungle-patch the spears
 are posted at likely points; they keep
 an eye on the line of beaters, whose
 progress is marked by long ripple,
 says writer in Pearson's Magazine.
 The slow advance continues, the hide
 ous clamor increasing as it approaches.
 The excitement of waiting for pig to
 break is tremendous, every man watch
 ing the jungle in front of the beaters.
 Presenetly something moves in zig
 gag then another and another.
 A ''sounder' (family of pigs, whis- pers some one, and scarcely is the word spoken when, in answer to the noise of the beaters, and particularly, l should say to that produced by a gentleman yyi o nVa Ia piercing and discordant as White Star siren, the whole sounder bursts almost simultaneously into view. Away to the right goes the boar at three-cornered canter and three of the pig-stickers are already after him. His family, con- sisting of two sows and a whole drove of squeakers (pigs under 3 years old) have scattered in wild confusion over the open, and are scampering off as best they can to the shelter of adistant null lah bed
 Mean time the old tusker is popping along in front of his pursuers and, quite aware of the game of follow-your- leader, in which he is forced to become an unwilling participant, he chooses out the worst locality he can,
 Away they go! The major on an Arab mare leads the three spears, fol- lowed at length behind by the deputy commissioner, and a subalteran on a Waler brings up the rear. It Is race among the three for the honor of first spear (to whom piggys' tushes will go), and for half a mile the positions remain unchanged except that the Wal CT draws up little on his leaders. The boar is doing well, and they pelt after him, hell-for-leather, and so hold on for another hundred yards. Then they draw in upon the quarry.
 He is making for a patch of lance grass, and if he succeeds in reaching 1t, he will not readily be dislodged again. He still has some way to go, and with every moment the three riders are clos ing in and up. They get a better view of him as they thunder along, and note with satisfaction that he Is we'll grown beast. And now the deputy com light weight, and we'll forges ahead, and the other two, seeing that he has an excellent chance of spearing, likey good sports men, fall back.
 Boar and rider are almost level now the pig being on the off-side, and the ong spear floshes out at the tusker's | 'ibs. It finds them too, a tritie high perhaps, but good thrust, and the boar by pain, turns to battle and 
 He is a fine sight now. Caution is | rown to the winds. The man or the 1orse has hurt him, and they must at III costs be retaliated upon. The boar ,harges down upon them champing his | ushes, the foam flying from his mouth, | very bristle in his body erect with | ury. The deputy commissioner has turned and galloping up to the attack, | nd his companions are prepared to bear heir part.
 The boar Is met by the spear again, ut the wound is a glancing one and oes not stop his rush. though the brok- n spear remains sticking in his side Horse and man come down with rash Now Is the time for the other 0 make diversion, and the subalteran n the Waler cuts in, but in his eager ess he aims too far forward and a cad seam gapes on the beasts should rS
 However the deputy commissioner has ad time to regain his feet The boar, ow absolutely maddened, makes again t the unhorsed man, and if he should each him, one upward stroke of his lshes and his antagonists pig-sticking ey will probably be over forever.
 But is the majors turn at last, and his Arab from the direct line, ( slips in between the charging boar nd his intended victim, The majors pear slants little and it's keen touch cts piggy neatly in the centre of the ack. The boar turns upon his new 1emy with a rush, but his legs give ay suddenly, and he slowly subsidies the ground. Tn the most literal sense 3 has died fighting, charging to the st. The majors spear has touched his ,ine. { By and by the beaters come up, the g is swung on a pole and carried off /
 camp, while his slayers pass on to esh sport. I 1.-The kind of drummer we want is a I talker who has large cir { ? of friends. You'll not find him." (