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brush are a great assistance, and I do not think any man 
can come up close to these monsters, without wishing that 
somewhere, near at hand, might stand a friendly tree. 
Under all circumstances their sight is so poor that they do 
not seem able to pick a man out at forty yards. In deep 
shade he can stand still and remain undetected often at 
twenty. But let them once catch your wind, and they 
are off at a pace that baffles the best footman—or on you, 
in a charge that may be difficult or impossible to turn aside 
oravoid. A close shot from a good rifle in the head or chest 
will often make the animal receiving it swerve sufficiently 
aside to save the hunter, but if the herd move down in line, 
as they often do in the open, or if you let yourself get 
between two herds, your chances are not good. A friend of 
mine, a gallant fellow and a good shot, saved his life once 
when so charged by a herd of twenty in the open: he dropped 
his rifle, and waving his hat in the air, danced and shouted 
with all his might. “But never again,” said he, “will I 
tackle an elephant herd in the open.” Another good 
sportsman I know well, followed too closely a herd into 
very thick thorn scrub. The wind was puffy, which made 
his doing so exceedingly dangerous. One of the cows 
got scent of him, and trumpeting loudly, charged. She 
was followed in a rush by all the rest. He fired into the 
onrushing mass of them, but it was no use. Tied by the 
thorns he could not run, even if running had been any good. 
Nothing remained for him but one terrible chance. He 
threw himself down, and the ponderous charge trampled 
over him. His coat was torn from his back by the foot of 
an elephant, but miraculously he somehow escaped with- 
outa scratch. He, too, says he has had enough of elephant 
shooting. 
In the days when ivory hunting was permitted, two 
resolute men could sometimes kill a considerable part of a 
herd. Mr. Newman succeeded once in driving over sixty 
