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few spasmodic struggles, gradually ceasing till all is 

 still. No whoop of joy proclaims my victory, for 

 upon my doings I gazed with more of pain than 

 gratification. 



When the hot blood of youth coursed through 

 my veins, and the future was looked forward to 

 with such feelings as anticipate pleasure, it was 

 otherwise. Experience teaches ; man becomes drunk 

 on carnage, nor does he cease to revel in blood, till 

 satiety comes from excess. The drunkard may crave 

 for the demon that is killing him, but the veteran 

 soldier looks back with horror on the scenes which 

 result from his own handywork. In the same 

 manner does the experienced hunter detest uselessly 

 to sacrifice animal life. 



With as great a supply of the carcass as could 

 be kept fresh till we consumed it, we resumed our 

 voyage ; but the day was now waning, so when we 

 sighted a deserted but still smoking camping-place, 

 we drew our frail bark on shore, and arranged 

 to pass the night. For the previous twenty-four 

 hours I had felt symptoms of fever and ague ; an 

 hour after supper I was suffering from such a severe 

 chill, that my teeth chattered, and my knees knocked 

 together. My fellow- voyager again and again piled 

 fresh fuel on the fire ; all was of no avail in making 

 me feel warm, so with every bone, in my body 

 expressing its ailments, helplessly I had to bide the 

 period till the shake thought fit to leave. At length 

 to my great relief it did, and I felt so thoroughly 



