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The sun was setting behind the high hills to the west, and we had been in
shadow for some minutes when a kakar dashed down the hill, barking, from the
direction in which we had been told there was heavy jungle. On the shoulder of
the hill ...
He was just a friendly village pye, and after sniffing round our legs and wagging
his tail, he went towards the steps up which we had just come. The next second,
with a scream of fear followed by hysterical barking, he backed towards us with ...
A minute or two later, he recrossed the road and on gaining the shelter
extinguished the lantern and at the same moment the packman's dogs started
barking furiously. The dogs were unmistakably barking at a leopard, which quite
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - CeiliOkeefe - www.librarything.com
A classic tale from the northern edge of India set in 1925 and told with poetic simplicity by a very brave, humane and observant man. I first read this book as a teenager and have reread it many times ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - Stbalbach - LibraryThing
Jim Corbett's second book, following his classic Man Eaters of Kummaon. In the first book, each chapter is a self-contained unit, concerning 1 tiger and Corbett's story how he hunted and killed it ... Read full review