xvin TERRIER V. ELEPHANT 187 



distance behind the brute's ear so as to get the line 

 of his brain. He instantly dropped to his knees, 

 but rose again almost at once. My second bullet 

 struck him in the vicinity of the heart and sent 

 him crashing back into the long grass, where he fell 

 ere he had travelled another forty yards. 



Whisky was none the worse for his unexpected 

 trip through the air, and though, at first, he fought 

 shy of approaching the elephant's carcase, he 

 seemed at once to realize, when I placed him up on 

 the beast's back, that his formidable opponent was 

 dead. The photograph illustrating this episode, 

 shows him standing proudly on his fallen foe, no 

 doubt convinced that though his master had slain 

 the monster, the result would have been vastly 

 different, if he hadn't given that poor fellow a 

 helping hand. 



