fine dogs bow-wowing musically after a poor little animal who does his level best to escape from them? What is the excitement, except watching the dogs' and riding-jumping-falling? If you are after a good pig, to begin with, he gives you a couple of miles as hard as you can gallop, and unless you have a tiptop horse under you, you won't live with him. Then he will probably stop quite unexpectedly, rush round, and charge you like lightning you may stop his rush, but you won't kill him-you only wound him; and when you have done that you will have learnt what a fiend a wounded boar can be."

Firm hand and eagle eye

Must he acquire, who would aspire
To see the wild boar die.

If a woman's opinion is worth having, I should say that the two sports cannot be compared: I love fox-hunting for a thousand reasons, apart from the enjoyment of the mere country at Home; but "the runs of a lifetime" are few and far between.

Pig-sticking is always wildly exciting: no one realises who is near, or what may be in front; it is a case of riding as never before one has ridden; and the excitement of a breakneck gallop only gives place at the finish to a battle royal, fraught with danger. Of more than one gallop after and tussle with a gallant pig it might be written,—

How mad and bad and sad it was!

And yet, alas! how sweet!

The next morning early, while it was yet fresh and cool, we all met together outside the city. The country appeared to be a nice one, not particularly stiff, and there seemed to be some fine patches of cover well separated from each other. The Maharajah mounted us, and provided M. and myself with Champion and Wilton's side-saddles belonging to Ranee Canari. Spearing on the near side of a horse is most dangerous, and is not allowed; but there is no reason why a woman on a side-saddle should not quite easily carry a spear. It need never be awkward. It should be carried, when riding, diagonally across the body, and held about the centre of the shaft, the knuckles downwards, the shaft lying underneath the fore-arm, so that it is ready to hand, less dangerous to one's friends when riding, and to oneself when falling. M. used a long, underhand spear made of male bamboo, the spear-head narrow and leaf-shaped, with a sharpened rib up each side, the edges and point kept sharpened from day to day. She was an "old hand" at the game.

An ideal horse for riding pig should be quick and handy, must be fast, not too big, and bold and staunch to pig. A small-sized waler or an Arab is more to be depended upon than a country-bred, which will not always face pig.

Duly mounted, we walked off to the first cover, spreading over the country as we went-a motley throng, including fourteen elephants, fifty native beaters, and several of the Maharajah's staff. I could not help

thinking how much it reminded one of drawing for an outlying fox at home.

One of the native officers' horses bucked a little soon after we had started, and his rider, whose saddle was apparently slippery, and whose seat was obviously insecure, took a heavy fall. His turban flew off, and his long black Sikh hair came tumbling down; however, the smart aide-de-camp hastily coiled it up again, wound his turban once more round his head, and gingerly remounted.

Arrived at the first cover, a long line was formed, directed by a head shikari on a pony, with several assistant shikaris at different points. The great grey elephants, caparisoned in scarlet and gold, crashed slowly through the tall yellow grass in the centre; on either side they were flanked by the dark natives in their white turbans and waistcloths, and here and there a mounted sowar in Kapurthalah uniform; slowly and silently, except for beating and tapping with sticks, the line moved through the jungle, a long, pointed crescent of colour. Around, as far as the eye could reach, lay the flat, cultivated stretches of plain, and above us a sky without a cloud. The riders were divided into small parties, and rode immediately in the rear of the line; in every party one experienced man gave the word "Ride" before anybody thought of starting after a pig.

It was too early to have grown hot, and we paced along, full of vigour and joyous motion, devouring the jungle with our eyes, and alive to the slightest