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Summary of learn how to climb trees by jim corbett

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Jim Corbett was brought up in this region ( Kumaon and Garhwal hills  till the beginning of the 20th Century. ). He  loved mountains, forests and animals. He was an excellent shooter. He killed many  man-eaters and saved the lives of countless people. )  Kunwar Singh was the first to visit me the day I was given my first gun. I was eight  then. He came early, and I put the old double-barrelled gun into his hands with great pride.  He laid the gun aside and said to me, “You are no longer a boy, but a man; and with this good  gun you can go anywhere you like in the jungles and never be afraid provided you learn how  to climb trees. I’ll now tell you a story to show how necessary it is for us, who shoot in the  jungles, to know how to climb trees.  

Har Singh and I went to shoot one day last April. We started when the stars were  paling. Since we found nothing to shoot, we started for home towards evening. While we  were taking a sandy nullah that ran through dense scrub and thorn-bamboo jungle, a tiger  was looking at us. It stared at us for some time but went back.  We continued on our way and the tiger came out again and it was growling and twitching  its tail. We stood still and luckily, the tiger left the nullah. Being disturbed by the tiger, a  number of jungle fowl rose  cackling out of the dense  scrub. One of them alighted on  a branch and Har Singh fired at  it.  The tiger came towards  us with a terrifying roar. I had  climbed up a runi tree but Har  Singh could not climb up a tree  as he had not learnt to climb  trees when he was a boy.

The tiger sprang at him  and he was screaming. Now I  fired the gun off into the air.  The tiger went away and Har  Singh collapsed at the foot of the tree. I climbed down very silently and went to Har Singh.  I found that one of the tiger’s claws had entered his stomach and torn the lining from his  navel to within a few fingers’ breadth of the back-bone. All his inside had fallen out. I could  not know what to do. Har Singh told me to put his intestines back into his stomach. I stuffed  them all back along with the dry leaves, grass and twigs that stuck to them.

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