He Carried His Head Thrown Back In Such A Position That I
Could Not Get A Fair Shot, But, Nevertheless, The Four-Ounce Ball
Stopped Him, And Away He Went Again With The Herd At Full Speed, The
Blood Gushing In Streams From The Wound In His Head.
My four-ounce is a splendid rifle for loading quickly, it being so thick
in the metal that the deep groove catches the belt of the ball
immediately.
I was loaded in a few seconds, and again set off in
pursuit; I saw the herd at about 200 yards distant; they had halted, and
they had again faced about.
I had no sooner approached within sixty paces of them, than the wounded
elephant gave a trumpet, and again rushed forward out of the herd. His
head was so covered with blood, and was still thrown back in such a
peculiar position, that I could not get a shot at the exact mark. Again
the four-ounce crashed through his skull, and, staggered with the blow,
he once more turned and retreated with the herd.
Loading quickly, I poured the powder down AD LIBITUN, and ran after the
herd, who had made a circuit to arrive in the same forest in which we
had first found them. A sharp run brought me up to them; but upon seeing
me they immediately stopped, and, without a moment's pause, round came
my old antagonist again, straight at me, with his head still raised in
the same knowing position.
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