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And so in falling dusk i sat with gun In tree commanding well a frequent run Of jungle hog that from good evidence through the bamboo fence. And injury no longer to be borne Went rooting up my coconut and corn. The tree was well to leeward of the spot Where half-hid run emerged,and I was not To be detected by suspicious smell, Nor seen,for leafy boughs concealed me well. The wait was long and in the starry night Each whining insect had to have a bite. But soon jungle rim was heard a sound And darkend shadow formed on trodden ground. I raised the shotgun ,said his would end all molestation from my porcine friend; But trotting with the hog behind,before,came squeaking things first two,then three, then four. I held my aim let sow and litter and go; In the morning i repaired my fences though.