. Das Tagebuch eines Sportlers Naturforscher in Indien. Jagd; Spiel Schutz. SHOOTING REISEN IN DEN ZENTRALEN PROVINZEN 83 die mit mir, wahrscheinlich weil er zu Tode bei dem Gedanken an die Geister und Teufel erschrocken wurde, sagte immer, solche Orte zu frequentieren, stupste mich plötzlich auf der Schulter. Ich sah sich um und dann nach unten in Richtung seinen Blick. Ich habe gesagt, dass auf beiden Seiten der Gateway und unterhalb der Treppe - Weg dorthin gab es ein paar kleine Zellen, wahrscheinlich als Schlafplätze für die Men-at-Arms oder ähnliche Zwecke verwendet werden. Die Eingänge wurden zumeist mit cUmbing Pflanzen und niedrigen Gestrüpp überwuchert. Fro

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. The diary of a sportsman naturalist in India. Hunting; Game protection. SHOOTING TRIPS IN CENTRAL PROVINCES 83 up with me, probably because he was scared to death at the thought of the ghosts and devils said always to haunt such places, suddenly nudged me on the shoulder. I looked round and then down in the direction of his gaze. I have said that on either side of the gateway and below the stair- way there were a few small cells, probably used as sleeping- places for the men-at-arms or some such similar purpose. The entrances were mostly overgrown with cUmbing plants and low undergrowth. From one of these cells a large leopard had suddenly emerged and now lay crouching half in the full sunlight, half in the shadow of a big boulder in the inner court below us. Her beautiful coat with its ringed spots glowed richly in the bright rays of the sun, whilst the portions in shadow looked black as night. I could just see the tip of her tail moving slowly from side to side as she lay snarling up at us. I was so lost in conjuring up memories of the dim past of this place that for the moment I took it as perfectly. ^'J^!i^-=^-^-^ natural that a leopard should be down there ; for most Indian Princes and Chieftains keep chained or loose pets of this nature and have always done so. Then realization came and I moved out my hand feeling cautiously for the rifle which I had laid carefully on the unbroken piece of the battlement not far off. I did not remove my eyes from the leopard, and it was some time before I could feel the rifle—a -500 express. Lifting it slightly so as to avoid scratching it as far as I was able I drew it towards me. I had nearly got the weapon on to my knee when the leopard shifted its position so as to face the gateway. I could not Swear to any distinct movement on her part. I only know that whereas she had been at an angle to it she was now facing it, and her movements to reach this position must have been almost imperceptible. As I hurriedly raised the r

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