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and a herd of peccaries. He soon came upon the 

 track of the bear, and, as he was following it out, he 

 came right upon the peccaries, who were sharpening 

 their tusks upon his Indian corn and cutting it all 

 round them as clean as if with a sickle. It was too 

 late to retreat honourably, for the peccaries had seen 

 him, and as usual, charged at him full tilt. There 

 was no time even to fire his gun, so Mr. Morgan 

 had nothing for it but to take to his heels as fast as 

 he could. Fortunatel}^, he reached a wooden fence 

 before the peccaries overtook him, and climbing up 

 to the topmost bar he managed to perch upon it, 

 whilst the peccaries attacked the supports of the 

 fence with their tusks, ripping them up as fast as they 

 could. Mr. Morgan now opened fire, and had rolled 

 over several peccaries, when he felt the fence give 

 way under his feet, and before he knew where he was, 

 he had rolled over among some sugar canes on the 

 other side. Once more he had to take to flight, 

 leaving the peccaries on the other side, and fortu- 

 nately he managed to reach the house without having 

 them at his heels again. 



As soon as we had finished our breakfast, we 

 sallied out, all three mounted on horseback, and 

 preceded by a black with a large cow's horn, which 

 he sounded every now and then, " to frighten dem 

 nasty pigs," as he said. We had a noble pack of 

 dogs with us, well trained to hunt bears, and of a 

 cross between the bull-dog and the hound. Their 



