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with a large leaf, and then tied up securely with a hand- 

 kerchief. A large banian tree afforded us an imagin- 

 ary shelter, but we were drenched to the skin in a few 

 seconds. In the mean time, Palliser walked through 

 the high lemon grass to look for his dead elephant. 



On arriving at the spot, instead of finding a deadele- 

 phans, he found him standing up, and only just recov- 

 ered from the stunning effect of his wound. 



The elephant charged him immediately, and Palliser, 

 having the lock of his gun tied up, was perfectly de- 

 fenceless, and he was obliged to run as hard as his long 

 legs would carry him. 



"Lookout! lookout! an elephant's coming ! Look 

 out ! " 



This w r e heard shouted as we were standing beneath 

 the tree, and the next moment we saw Palliser's tall 

 form of six feet four come flying through the high 

 grass. Luckily the elephant lost him, and turned off 

 in some other direction. If he had continued the chase, 

 he would have made a fine diversion, as the locks were 

 so tightly tied up that we could not have got a gun 

 ready for some time. In a few minutes the shower 

 cleared off, and on examining the place where the ele- 

 phant had fallen, we found a large pool of clotted 

 blood. 



We now rode homeward, but we had not gone a 

 quarter of a mile before we heard an elephant roaring 

 loudly in a jungle close to us. Thinking that it was the 

 wounded brute who had just hunted Palliser, we imme- 

 diately dismounted and approached the spot. The 

 roaring continued until we were close to it, and we 

 then saw a young elephant standing in the bed of a 

 river, and he it was who was making all the noise, 

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