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the water, into which he hurled himself and lay still, appa- 

 rently dead beat. Springing from his horse, Bulkley lowered 

 his spear and ran in at him, but the boar rose and charged. 

 He was stopped by a thrust in the neck, but his great weight 

 broke the bamboo, and though Bulkley managed to get away 

 unscathed, we had no spears, and were now powerless for all 

 purposes of attack. Unwilling to leave the wounded beast, 

 and hoping that some of our men with spare spears would 

 soon come up, we followed him slowly down the river, and 

 seeing some cultivators irrigating their fields near the banks, 

 Bulkley rode off to them in the hope of obtaining some 

 offensive weapon. 



Presently he came after me armed with a short crooked 

 sword, but by this time the boar was going down a part of 

 the river where he had an abrupt bank six feet in height on 

 his immediate left. Bulkley vainly tried to force him out, as 

 he found it impossible to reach him with the short sword. At 

 length he made a cut, but the boar charging at the same 

 moment ripped his horse in the foreleg, and finding that he 

 could not again get him to go near the pig, he handed me the 

 sword and I took up the running. 



We here came to a tributary stream, joining the river at 

 right angles. Into this we plunged, and as the boar swam 

 almost on a level with my saddle, I rose in the stirrups and 

 made a cut at him with all the force I could muster. Had 

 the weapon served me truly, I should have laid the boar in 

 two halves, but the blade of the sword, being merely fastened 

 into the hilt with lac, fell out, and the pig turned on me. I 

 had just time to fend him off with my hand, receiving as I did 

 so a slight cut over the thumb from his tusk. 



Wheeling my horse round, I got away from him, when he 

 crossed the stream, and, turning up the other bank, left the 



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