
Invitation was sent to Jim Corbett (who needs no introduction).
Leopard gave many misses to him too. A missed shot by Jim took off little hair
from leopard’s neck but its man hunting continued. He killed a leopard in one
of the attempts but found that it was not the man-eater. Series of attempts to
hunt the man-eater failed which made Jim depressed but the villagers had an unwavering
faith in him. They just believed leopard’s time has not come! While he prepared
to pack-up, luck met him with the man-eater walking into the trap he had set as
last attempt in a dark night giving him the opportunity he waited for ten weeks.
Jim shoots with aim but immediately his torch goes off not letting him know the
result of his shot in the pitch dark and moon not in sight. He waits till
morning hours before getting down from the tree eagerly waiting to know the
outcome, had he got the shot right and was it the man-eater. He feels relieved after
identifying the dead body of man-eater and the whole village celebrates. Jim
writes that gratitude showered on him was at its high on that day with all
villagers thanking him for relieving their lives from fear.
Jim Corbett was born in Nainital and grew up in the
Himalayan terrain which gave him the natural exposure to wilderness. His excellent
observational skills, putting all senses – sight, hearing and smelling to work,
making use of the knowledge he had developed of the way of the jungle, made him
unparalleled hunter, gave him success where many had failed. He was also a
noted naturalist and a wonderful writer, a powerful combination of talents which
created a legend out of him.
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