I dropped over the edge of the howdah and made for the spot, running.

I think I reflected as I ran that it was rather low for men to bet on the poor fellow's life in that way.

Tigers are often very deceptive and always die hard, and I am a cautious person, so when I was near I pulled out my long army six-shooter, and, going witihin arm's length, quietly put a bullet through the beast's eye as a matter of safety.

When he was cut up, however, the ball from the rifle of Mr.Ghyrkins was found in his heart; the old fellow was a dead shot still.

I went up and examined the prostrate man.