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of elephants abandoning one of their number that 
was wounded and not very badly wounded, either. 
I had gone into the forest again, and had come upon 
another bunch in very thick country. I could only 
get little glimpses of a patch of hide or ivory once in 
a while. After working along with them for a while 
in the hope of getting into more open ground I tried 
the experiment of beating on the tree trunks with 
sticks. This was new to them as it was to me. I 
felt sure it would make them run but I wasn’t sure 
whether they would go toward it or away from it. 
Happily they bolted from the forest into the high 
grass, grumbling all the while. I followed as closely 
as I dared until finally, in hope of getting a view over 
the top of the high grass, I started to climb a tree. 
Just then they rushed back into the forest, fortu- 
nately to one side of me. I thought it was time to 
quit, so we started back to camp. At that moment 
I heard another group of elephants. They were com- 
ing out of the forest into the grass. I climbed up 
an ant-hill where I could see them as they passed over 
aridge. There were eleven of them and not a speci- 
men that I wanted among them. I stood watching 
to see what would happen next. They were about 
three hundred yards away when they got my wind. 
Back they came, rumbling, trumpeting, and squeal- 
ing. I knew that I had trouble on my hands. The 
only thing for me to do was to stick, for if I got down 
in the tall grass I couldn’t see anything at all. They 
came up over a hill, but they were not coming straight 
toward me and it looked as if they would pass me at 
