“I lost no time in making an examination of the place, and was soon convinced that the man had indeed been carried off by a lion, as its ‘pug’ marks were plainly visible in the sand, while the furrows made by the heels of the victim showed the direction in which he had been dragged away.
“Moreover, the jemadar shared his tent with half a dozen other workmen, and one of his bedfellows had actually witnessed the occurrence. He graphically described how, at about midnight, the lion suddenly put its head in at the open tent door and seized Ungan Singh—who happened to be nearest the opening—by the throat.
“The unfortunate fellow cried out ‘Choro‘ (‘Let go’), and threw his arms up round the lion’s neck. The next moment he was gone, and his panic-stricken companions lay helpless, forced to listen to the terrible struggle which took place outside.
“Poor Ungan Singh must have died hard; but what chance had he? As a coolie gravely remarked, ‘Was he not fighting with a lion?'”
— John Henry Patterson, The Man-Eaters of Tsavo