INTER-OCEAN HUNTING TALES 



shoot the lion on the ledge where he was, be- 

 cause there was a good chance of his dying in 

 an inaccessible spot, so we dropped stones on 

 him, hoping to drive him out of that place 

 and compel him to run to the top of the 

 precipice and take refuge in a tree. 



For some time the lion savagely snapped at 

 the stones, much to our diversion. In their 

 eagerness to see the lion the dogs crowded one 

 another near the edge of the precipice, and 

 occasionally crowded me. As I leaned over 

 to drop a stone on the lion's tail a big 

 dog planted his forefeet on my shoulders. 

 Perhaps he did this to get a better view, 

 or it may have been because he was not 

 able to say "down in front," that he 

 adopted this method of giving me a gentle 

 hint that I was obstructing his view. The 

 action was not pleasant to me. I did not relish 

 the idea of being shoved over the precipice 

 and dashed to pieces below, with the possible 

 alternative of landing on the ledge where the 

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