Mohan was excited. His father had finally declared him antiquated enough to help take the sheep to graze. It was no ordinary grazing, granting Mohan and his father belonged to the Gaddi tribe of India. During the summer the men mov high up into the mountains. For six prolonged months, they stayed in succession the lush green pastures with their lock of wools It was not an easy life. Far away from abiding-place the men were hem ined by forests that were filled with dangerous animals, in the same state [i]or[/i] condition as bears, tigers, hyenas, and leopards. As Mohan bid his mother and sister he tried to look as
