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came upon the other three with reckless impetuosity, 

 his tail straight out and whirling on its axis, his 

 mane bristling on end, and his eye-balls flashing rage 

 and vengeance. Unable, howevei-, to overtake our 

 horses, he shortly retreated under a heavy fire, 

 limping and discomfited to his strong hold. Again 

 we bombarded him, and, again exasperated, he 

 rushed into the plain with headlong fury — the blood 

 now streaming from his open jaws, and dyeing his 

 mane with crimson. It was a gallant charge, but 

 it was to be his last. A well-directed shot arresting 

 him in full career, he pitched with violence upon 

 his skull, and throwing a complete somerset, sub- 

 sided amid a cloud of dust. 



