TOO THE MAN-EATERS OF TSAVO CHAP. 



advantage of every bit of cover as he came. His 

 skill showed that he was an old hand at the terrible 

 game of man-hunting : so I determined to run no 

 undue risk of losing him this time. I accordingly 

 waited until he got quite close about twenty yards 

 away and then fired my '303 at his chest. I heard 

 the bullet strike him, but unfortunately it had no 

 knock-down effect, for with a fierce growl he turned 

 and made off with great long bounds. Before he 

 disappeared from sight, however, I- managed to have 

 three more shots at him from the magazine rifle, and 

 another growl told me that the last of these had 

 also taken effect. 



We awaited daylight with impatience, and at the 

 first glimmer of dawn we set out to hunt him clown. I 

 took a native tracker with me, so that I was free to 

 keep a good look-out, while Mahina followed imme- 

 diately behind with a Martini carbine. Splashes of 

 blood being plentiful, we were able to get along 

 quickly ; and we had not proceeded more than a 

 quarter of a mile through the jungle when suddenly 

 a fierce warning growl was heard right in front of 

 us. Looking cautiously through the bushes, I could 

 see the man-eater glaring out in our direction, and 

 showing his tusks in an angry snarl. I at once took 

 careful aim and fired. Instantly he sprang out and 

 made a most determined charge clown on us. I 

 fired again and knocked him over ; but in a second 



