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First Day of Sabu were back there on an elephant following the Preliminary beaters. The Captain carries the only heavy gun, the special elephant gun. We could only guess of what was going on by the sounds that came, nearer or farther, of yelling, clapping, occasional shots and the bugle call.
Nothing happened. At five o'clock Muthanna
came to relieve us. Captain and Sabu had had a
grand time inside the lines. Besides the elephant herd
they had scared up sambhur, cheetah, bison, pig, a
mouse-deer, and plenty of langoors. Chasing around
inside the lines with the Jemadar, six kumkies and
twenty beaters, they had had a lovely time, but there
had been no organized drive. Muthanna was very
angry with the Jemadar.
The Three days ... no luck. Three days of just sitting in
Preliminary a machan all day — and just wait until you try that for
Drive goes on g^ Nibbing biscuits and sandwiches; watching the
Sitting in a birds coming to the river to drink and teetering on
Machan their little tails; going to sleep, reading, writing,
drowsing.
Suddenly something like an electric shock went through us, running from one to the other; we straightened up, breath caught in the middle, strained our eyes over the placid river, along the empty shores, into the shadowy forest-fringe, trying to see. There he was! But on the wrong side of the river, coming from the opposite shore ! An enormous tusker just
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[facing LAKSHMI, PRIZE work elephant of the
KAKANKOTE CAMP, PUTTING UP THE GATE POST FOR OUR STOCKADE