. The tiger ran out, got past the hunters,
and came back again across the ravine. Here he hid in a dense thicket,
and would not come out and be hunted to please anybody.
Now, when a tiger is hiding in a thicket and will not come out and be
hunted, there is only one way to _make_ him come out.
What is that way? Can you tell?
Why, of course, the bull buffaloes!
So the herdsman brought up the thirty bull buffaloes, and drew them up
in a long line in front of the thicket. And on the other side of the
thicket the six Englishmen got up into trees, and pointed their guns
at the thicket.
Then the herdsman ordered the buffaloes to charge, and they charged
right through the thicket, trampling it down and cutting it up into
lanes; so the tiger _had_ to run out on the other side. But on that
side the six Englishmen were waiting for him; and they all fired at
the tiger at once, and all hit him. They used a kind of bullet that
broke up into a hundred pieces right inside the tiger.
But the tiger still kicked and kicked, and would not agree to be dead
at once, as any other animal would. People say that a cat has nine
lives; then a tiger must have ninety-nine lives. So this tiger jumped
about, torn up as he was, and glared at the Englishmen in the trees,
trying to get at them, while they were loading their guns for another
shot.
But the buffaloes went on charging, and caught up with the tiger. They
rushed upon him, and now the torn-up tiger could not get away. So the
buffaloes trampled upon him, and then the tiger agreed to lie still
and be dead, really and truly.
The six Englishmen began to climb down from the trees, as they thought
the excitement was all over. But the herdsman called out to them at
once:
"Please go up again--quick! Don't let my buffaloes see you!"
For I must tell you now that buffaloes do not like strangers. They may
be very fond of their own friends in the village; but if they should
see a stranger, they would charge him just as quickly as they would
charge a tiger. And the Englishmen would look quite strange to the
buffaloes.
So the Englishmen remembered that, and stayed up in the trees till the
buffaloes were taken away.
The buffaloes were taken to the pond; and as the herdsman would not
bother to stay with them there, he left the buffaloes in the pond to
do as they pleased till evening.
The six Englishmen had their lunch there, when they got down from the
trees. They gave their guns
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