Sport and Work on the Nepaul Frontier eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 378 pages of information about Sport and Work on the Nepaul Frontier.

Sport and Work on the Nepaul Frontier eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 378 pages of information about Sport and Work on the Nepaul Frontier.

Unless hard hit peafowl will often get away; they run with amazing swiftness, and in the heart of the jungle it is almost impossible to make them rise.  A couple of sharp terriers, or a good retriever, will sometimes flush them, but the best way is to go along the edge of the jungle in the early morn, as I have described.  The peachicks, about seven or eight months old, are deliciously tender and well flavoured.  Old birds are very dry and tough, and require a great deal of that old-fashioned sauce, Hunger.

The common name for a peafowl is m[=o]r, but the Nepaulese and Banturs call it majoor.  Now majoor also means coolie, and a young fellow, S., was horrified one day hearing his attendant in the jungle telling him in the most excited way, ’Majoor, majoor, Sahib; why don’t you fire?’ Poor S. thought it was a coolie the man meant, and that he must be going mad, wanting him to shoot a coolie, but he found out his mistake, and learnt the double meaning of the word, when he got home and consulted his manager.

The generic name for all deer is in Hindustani HURIN, but the Nepaulese call it CHEETER.  The male spotted deer they call KUBRA, the female KUBREE.  These spotted deer keep almost exclusively to the forests, and are very seldom found far away from the friendly cover of the sal woods.  They are the most handsome, graceful looking animals I know, their skins beautifully marked with white spots, and the horns wide and arching.  When properly prepared the skin makes a beautiful mat for a drawing room, and the horns of a good buck are a handsome ornament to the hall or the verandah.  When bounding along through the forest, his beautifully spotted skin flashing through the dark green foliage, his antlers laid back over his withers, he looks the very embodiment of grace and swiftness.  He is very timid, and not easily stalked.

In March and April, when a strong west wind is blowing, it rustles the myriads of leaves that, dry as tinder, encumber the earth.  This perpetual rustle prevents the deer from hearing the footsteps of an approaching foe.  They generally betake themselves then to some patch of grass, or long-crop outside the jungle altogether, and if you want them in those months, it is in such places, and not inside the forest at all, that you must search.  Like all the deer tribe, they are very curious, and a bit of rag tied to a tree, or a cloth put over a bush, will not unfrequently entice them within range.

Old shekarries will tell you that as long as the deer go on feeding and flapping their ears, you may continue your approach.  As soon as they throw up the head, and keep the ears still, their suspicions have been aroused, and if you want venison, you must be as still as a rock, till your game is again lulled into security, As soon as the ears begin flapping again, you may continue your stalk, but at the slightest noise, the noble buck will be off like a flash of lightning. 

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