FOREWORD THIS IS a book of shikar stories, mainly about tigers and
panthers, but also about some of the other big game animals to be
found in the jungles of India to-day. The stories range over a wide
field, extending from the Himalayas in the North to the Nilgiris in
the far South of India, and should be of interest to sportsmen and
others who inhabit the country between these two magnificent
mountain ranges. They will also, I know, interest my contemoraries
who served in India and loved this land, but are now scattered all
over the globe, or are members of the Chair-borne Division, now
permanently stationed in Great Britain. To them, as well as to many
others, the names of the places and the jungles they knew will
recall many happy memories. The first part of the book contains
accounts of my own first adventures, full of instances of glaring
mistakes. Most of the stories are told against myself. I can only
hope that some enthusiastic novices will profit from the lesson to
be learnt from my failures. The stories that follow describe
further adventures that gradually led to my discovering more and
more about the animals and jungles that I loved, and finally
culminated in my mastering the art of calling up a tiger. This is
something about which not much is generally known, and the stories,
therefore, should be of special interest. Also, I hope that the
grouping together of stories under appropriate headings will prove
to be of value to novices, who wish to study tigers and the various
ways in which they can be hunted. And finally, the book is rounded
off with a chapter of Thirty Questions, many of which will be
recognized immediately by old hands as the old Chestnuts over
whichcontroversy raged in the Clubs and Messes of bygone days, not
to mention the Press, and the shikar books of those good times. The
answers given are my own carefully considered views, which I feel
sure are far from being unassailable, and which, I hope, will start
the ball rolling again. After all, we old dogs do like a good bone
to chew on, and here is a bone of no ordinary size I do not profess
to -be an expert. The stories have been selected from my
experiences to show that big game shooting can be a grand sport
particularly when it is confined to tackling animals that are to be
reckoned with, and are fully equipped for retaliation and revenge.
Sportsmen who have indulged in this sport do not need to be told
about this. It is not for them that I am writing now, but for the
many young fellows in India and all over the world, who are longing
to see a tiger, and are hoping some day to shoot one. I would
hesitate to lay down the law about what methods should or should
not be adopted by any particular hunter, as every sportsman is
entitled to make this decision for himself. I would, however, say
that tiger shooting can be just what the individual sportsman
wishes it to be. It is something that is limited only by the size
of the sportsmans purse, and also by the size of his heart. Subject
to these two conditions, it can be difficult or easy, dangerous or
safe, brave or even cowardly. Every novice will eventually, in his
own heart of hearts, decide on his own limitations, and will fix
his own limit to the risks he is prepared to take. It is an
established fact that anything which comes to one too easily is
never fully appreciated. This certainly applies to the shooting of
a tiger...
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