Fro THE EDITOR OF THE " SpEortE0E.-] SIR,—The following anecdote
of an animal "passive resister" may possibly interest some of your readers. Nearly thirty years ago I was out with a small shooting party in a district of Northern Oudh. We had a strip of scrub-jungle beaten by coolies, but there was very little game in it, and nothing came out my way but a jackal, which, I am ashamed to say, I shot. My only excuse is that I was quite a youngster at the time. The bullet went through its back and out again, and the animal dropped, seemingly stone-dead. I told a coolie to carry it to our camp close by, and the man picked it up by the tail and walked off. He was perhaps thirty yards away when I happened to look after him, and saw the jackal raise itehead, which had been trailing on the ground or close to it, look around stealthily for two or three seconds, and then bite the coolie in the calf of the leg. The man dropped the jackal with a loud yell, and it made off into the jungle, apparently little the worse for its wound, and was seen no more.—I am, Sir, &c., H. C. I.