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mud, and with an iron ramrod probed the wounds 

 in the forehead, when I found that, although they 

 had all struck the vital spot, not one had been de- 

 livered at the proper angle so as to penetrate the 

 brain, although they were, I imagined, sufficient to 

 have caused the animal to die a lingering death. 



As the ground about the jheel seemed a very 

 likely-looking haunt for elephants, I and Goo- 

 gooloo took a stroll round, looking out for spoor, 

 but not a fresh one was to be seen, except that of 

 the rogue killed the day before, although there 

 were signs of almost every other denizen of the 

 jungle having drank lately at the pool. Whilst we 

 were away, some of the gang, who were curiously 

 inclined, with their axes extracted the bullets from 

 the forehead of the dead rogue, and presented them 

 to me on my return, when to my surprise I recog- 

 nized two cylindro-conical projectiles made of a 

 mixture of lead and pewter, as belonging to Wed- 

 derburn's two-grooved double rifle. The third 

 was a round brass bullet that exactly fitted my 

 Westley Richard's two-ounce smooth bore, of 

 which Wedderburn had a sister gun. 



