Bob Nelson 35Whelen
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My dear friend Panther Shooter.When I searched the area where Dad , S T , TE and D K were waiting , the sun was merely minutes away from setting . We all began to make preparations for putting down the man eater . Dad loaded his Indian Ordinance Factories .315 caliber bolt action rifle with Indian Ordinance Factories 244 grain soft nose cartridges. S T loaded his Indian Ordinance Factories 12 Bore Double Barrel Side By Side Shotgun , with hand loaded Indian LG cartridges . The sun had set , and it was now time for action .
We decided that we were going to draw the man eater out , by way of fire . S T ordered D K and T E to gather all the dry leaves and twigs that they could find and pile them together , around the holes in the dried up pond . This , they obediently carried out . After that , Dad lit a matchstick and ignited the pile. Smoke slowly began to spread all around the holes . However , we had to take great care to ensure that there was not too much smoke . Naturally , we did not want to attract any outside attention , in regards to what we were doing . If the Jolpaiguri Forest Department got even the slightest clue as to what we were doing , then it was 14 years in prison for each and every single one of us , as per the so called “ Wild Life Protection Act - 1972 “ . Additionally , since I was carrying an unlicensed imported .375 Holland & Holland Magnum , I was bound to be facing additional charges under the so called “Arms Act “ .
Dad , S T and I had encircled the pond ; firearms at the ready . We could hear the feral snarls of the fiend , emanating from within one of the holes in the dried up pond . However , it was impossible for us to ascertain exactly which hole it was in .
We just had to wait patiently . Cautiously . And then , all of a sudden , it had happened .
What appeared to be a massive spotted calf sprung out of one of the holes , as if it was propelled by a catapult . It was the fiend . The man eating Hunting Leopard .
As our horrible fortune would have it , the fiend was rushing towards the one direction where neither Dad , nor S T , nor I were standing . Knowing that I could not let it escape , I decided to risk taking a shot . It was 35 feet away from where I was standing . I instinctively switched on my flashlight and snapped the .375 Holland & Holland Magnum up to my shoulder . I got the fiend within my sights and pulled the left trigger . The .375 Holland & Holland Magnum spat fire , as the 300 grain Winchester Silvertip soft nose bullet buried itself deep behind the fiend’s shoulder . It roared in pain and turned towards me , clearly intent on charging . However , I never let the charge materialize . Owing to the swift handling properties of a Double Rifle ( fitted with double triggers , at that ) , I was able to immediately let off my right barrel . The 300 grain Winchester Silvertip soft nose bullet punched right through the T - Zone of the fiend’s skull . The man eater reacted , as if it was struck by a bolt of lightning . It collapsed onto the ground ; it’s hind legs giving out first .
We all breathed a sigh of relief . The fiend was no more . But what had driven it to become a man eater ?
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That was some very nice shooting under the circumstances that resulted in what looks like a big cat. It is a pity the man died such a horrible death but I suppose that was part of life in those days.
Your writing as usual has kept me in suspense as usual. I shall read on to find the final round part.
Your humble reader and friend
Bob Nelson