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COLONEL ROOSEVELT A REMARKABLE HUNTER. 



Theodore Roosevelt glanced casually along the barrel of his 

 deadly rifle. Crack! A single shot and the ferocious and dreadful 

 rhinoceros of the jungle hesitated, rocked and pitched forward on 

 his knees, dead. 



The bullet was fatal, but so fierce was the rush of the giant 

 rhinoceros that it plunged almost to the feet of the Colonel. 



The rhinoceros, the first that the party had bagged, was 



A DESPERATE RACE WITH RHINOCERl. 



encountered unexpectedly while making a short sortie from the 

 camp near Machakos, some fifty miles south of Nairobi. 



The native beaters had made a wide detour movement, and a 

 returning signal soon told the hunters to be on the alert. Within 

 a few moments the stalked animal gave its own warning, and, 

 with furious snorts, it broke through the underbrush electrifying 

 the Colonel, who expected to meet his sixth lion. 



