At the first sudden moment they were murdered again but if we raised our guns very slowly they would remain quiet but the next, then it was needed quick work to save them before they struggled out of the holes. At 3.30 we reached the picturesque walls of Kumi-hua-ching and swinging about to the north across the plain beyond the mountains where we could see a white trail zig-zagging up into a ridge, this trail had been visible for ten miles at least and at its base we had been told we would find the village of Wu-Shi-tzu where the Chinese hunters lived. Harry, Chai & I rode ahead to the village, and reached it which is about 25 li from Kumi-hua-ching. I found a miserable little man, The first house in the village, and together made arrangements for the night. While waiting for the cart we went up the hill to the house of the famous hunters of whom I had heard from Sir Richard Dane, Captain Boothby. We found them easily enough and he agreed to go with us the following morning after sheep.