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CHAPTER IV. 



A DANGEROUS SITUATION. 



Knowing that my late quarry was unquestionably 

 dead, I started off in search of more ivory, and was 

 not long in coming across another bull. He was on 

 the move, evidently alarmed at the fusillade that was 

 going on so close at hand, looked wicked, and 

 evidently intended not to belie his looks. I ran 

 through some brush, so as to head him, and got 

 into a very fair piece of cover unobserved, within a 

 few yards of where the brute would pass, but the 

 report of a shot brought him to a halt, so that there 

 was left nothing for me to do but aim at the animal's 

 shoulder. I did so, and put in the two barrels as 

 rapid as thought, within a few inches of one another, 

 but the effect was only to stagger him. 



I commenced to feel nervous for my security, for 

 although the shelter was not exactly bad, it was 

 scarcely the place a person would select in which to 

 secrete himself from a wounded elephant, but I was 

 not long detained in uncertainty, for the beast 

 trumpeted shrilly and started off at his best pace. I 

 rose to see what was the cause of this new move, 

 and for which I felt so grateful ; nor was I long 

 detained in ignorance ; the tusker had seen Jim, now 



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