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"A mighty hunter." -Cleveland Plain Dealer, 1906 "A big game hunter of the first rank, possesses a power of picturesque writing." The London Graphic, 1905 "A volume of travel and adventure that will make his name conspicuous among American hunters." -Dial, 1905 "A born hunter, and his accounts of the elephant and tiger in particular have great interest." - The Publishers' Circular, 1905 "The American writer of the most fascinating stories and sketches of travel in the bypaths of the world." -Cleveland World News, 1905 Prompted by the "lust of adventure" and the desire to see strange lands, meet strange peoples, and hunt strange animals, in 1905 big game hunter Caspar Whitney traveled into the wondrous Far East, into India, Sumatra, Malay, and Siam---largely unexplored jungle regions little known to the white man. Whitney's reputation as a writer of books of travel and adventure had been established long before his Far East trip, in his previous books of big game hunting in the subarctic north. Whitney certainly found among these jungles more promising materials than the frozen north afforded him; and he tells in his best manner much that is often novel and always interesting about the human and the brute life that he saw during his wanderings in the jungles. He took part in a short campaign of elephant-catching in Siam, hunted the hairy-eared rhino in Maylay, went tiger-hunting in India, and had many other adventures of the Nimrod type. He writes quite as much of the country in which he hunted and the men who were his companions and helpers (or quite as often hinderers) in his quest, as of the animals he was seeking. He makes very real the life in the jungle, with no companionship but that of natives, the eager intensity of the tracking, the breathless suspense when the game is almost within reach, and the thrilling final moment when carelessness may bring a dangerous charge from an infuriated beast. In describing a run-in with an infuriated rhino, Whitney writes: "The rhino broke from the jungle, coming directly toward me, charging truly up-wind. It was not over 40 feet from where he broke out of the jungle to where I stood on the mound, and the rhino came on without hesitation, his head held straight out, not lowered like a bull, and with his little eye squinting savagely. By now he was not more than ten feet from me, I should say, and I had just pumped another shell into the barrel, when suddenly I was thrown off my feet and over the side of the mound. As I went into the air, I expected every second to feel the rhino's horn in my side...." Tiger hunting in India, also had its dangers: "He had crossed back and was now watching us, body crouched, chin close to its fore paws, eyes glaring menacingly. It was the surprise of my hunting career, and withal a most disturbing situation, for my rifle hung from my left shoulder. I felt that a spring was imminent, and it seemed that almost with thought of it, the spring came. Uda Prang was not so quick in dropping and, as the tiger went over our heads it reached him, on the shoulders in passing, tearing the flesh severely with its claws...." Many of the natives he met are like characters from Kipling. He discovered a mysterious aboriginal people closely resembling the "Negritos" of the Philippines, whose houses were built in forked trees and who were without idols, priests or written language. The blowpipe, their only weapon, discharged a dart nine inches long, and "hit with precision and repeated accuracy small targets full sixty feet distant.画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。
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