Big Game Shooting 



There was no time to trouble about him, how- 

 ever, as Number Two had seen where the flash 

 of the cordite came from, and the bang of the 

 rifle as well as the downfall of his pal had 

 angered him, so he certainly did put all his 

 weight into an outright charge, and was in fact 

 "out for blood." 



It is very little use trying to dodge a rhino 

 when he means business, as in spite of his un- 

 gainly bulk, he can turn like a polo-pony ; so 

 something very much to the point had to be done 

 with the one cartridge remaining in the rifle, 

 without further delay. He gave me a rather 

 more difficult shot, as for the first twenty yards 

 there was a thin bush between me and him, 

 and it would have been madness to chance my 

 last shot through this bush ; but he would 

 have to port his helm a trifle to round the 

 obstacle, giving me a side shot in so doing, and 

 I waited for that instant. 



It turned out as I expected. I got the rifle up 

 and drew a careful bead, and in the twinkling it 

 took him to slew outwards, caught him fair and 

 square in the base of the neck, raking him from 

 stem to stern, and flooring him on the spot, 

 eighteen measured yards away. 



A neck shot always drops an animal, but I had 

 got my friend in the heart as well, so there was 

 only Number One to finish off. I had not 

 wanted to shoot them particularly, as their heads 



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