ELEPHANT FRIENDS AND FOES 41 
boy wasn’t black. He was scared to an ashen colour 
and he was still trembling, and the monkey was as 
frightened as the boy. It was J.T. Jr., Mrs. Akeley’s 
pet monkey, and Alli, the monkey’s nurse. They 
had followed to see the sport without our knowledge, 
and they had drawn the elephant’s last charge. 
This experience with an animal that continued to 
make charge after charge was new to me. It has 
never happened again and I hope never will, but it 
_ shows that with elephants it isn’t safe to depend on 
any fixed rule, for elephants vary as much as people 
do. This one was the heaviest-skulled elephant I 
ever saw, and the shots that I had fired would have 
killed any ordinary animal. But in his case all but 
the last shot had been stopped by bone. 
I couldn’t measure his height, but I measured his 
ear as one indication of his size. It was the biggest 
I ever heard of. And his tusks were good sized—8o 
pounds. He was a very big animal, but his foot 
measurement was not so large as the big bull of the 
Budongo Forest. Later I made a dining table of 
his ear, supporting it on three tusks for legs. With 
the wooden border it was eight feet long and seated 
eight people very comfortably. 
Most wild animals, if they smell man and have an 
opportunity to get away, make the most of it. Even 
a mother with young will usually try to escape trouble 
rather than bring it on, although, of course, they are 
quickest to fight. But elephants are not always in 
this category. In the open it has been my experience 
that they would rather leave than provoke a fight; if 
