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drove full and fair through the flat of Thuman's left thigh, 

 as he lay, and stopped against the concrete floor. 



Experienced animal men always are listening for sounds 

 of trouble. 



In the cage of Alice, three cages and a vestibule distant, 

 Keeper Dick Richards was busily working, when he heard the 

 peculiar crash of that shattered tusk. "What's all that!" 

 said he; and "That's some trouble," was his own answer. 



Grabbing his pitchfork he shot out of that cage, ran down 

 the keeper's passage and in about ten seconds' arrived in 

 front of Gunda's cage. And there was Gunda, killing Walter 

 Thuman. 



Richards darted in between the widely-separated front bars, 

 gave a wild yell, and with a fierce thrust drove all the tines of 

 his pitchfork into Gunda's unprotected hind-quarters, where 

 the skin was thin and vulnerable. 



With a shrill trumpet scream of pain and rage, Gunda 

 whirled away from Thuman, bolted through the door, and 

 rushed madly into his yard. 



Keeper Thuman survived, and his recovery was presently 

 accomplished. When I first called to see him he begged me 

 not to kill Gunda for what he had done, or tried to do. In 

 due course Thuman got well, and again took charge of Gunda; 

 but after that the elephant was not afraid of him. We adopted 

 a policy which prevented further accidents, but finally Gunda 

 became a hopeless case of sexual insanity and lust for murder. 



When Gunda became most dangerous, we protected our 

 keepers by chaining his feet, and keeping the men out of the 

 reach of his trunk. Because of this, his fury was boundless; 

 and as soon as it was apparent that he was suffering from his 

 confinement and never would be any better, we quickly decided 

 to end it all. He was painlessly put to death, by Mr. Carl E. 

 Akeley, with a single .26 calibre bullet very skilfully sent 

 through the elephant's brain. 



Chimpanzees and Orang-Utans attack and fight men just 



