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of the rock before I ventured to look over my shoul- 

 der, when, finding he was not on me, I re-loaded as 

 quickly as possible ; this done, I felt secure, and 

 again approached the scene of action. 



I found my plan had proved completely successful, 

 for my antagonist was entirely disabled. ^My gun 

 (which was a double two-ounce smooth-bore, by 

 Westley Richards) had been heavily loaded, having 

 about six drachms of powder in each barrel ; and the 

 bones of the foot were so completely shattered by 

 the double shot, he could not put it to the ground, 

 and every time he attempted to make a step forward 

 he fell heavily. He must have suffered intense 

 agony, for he uttered most piteous cries between his 

 bursts of rage. As I approached, he strove to 

 charge with a shriek of despair, but he fell heavily 

 to the ground, and, as he was rising to his knees, I 

 stepped up and discharged both barrels into the 

 hollow over the trunk, the contents of which pene- 

 trating the brain, he fell " never to rise again." 



After having taken a cursory survey of "the 

 spoils of the fallen," and made an estimate in my 

 own mind as to the probable weight of the ivory, I 

 hastily reloaded, and retraced my steps towards the 

 spot where I had left Googooloo. A shrill whistle 

 twice repeated soon brought him to my side, and I 

 learnt that my shots, being so far distant, had hardly 

 disturbed the herd, for most of them were still 

 browsing in the same place. He showed me the 

 spoor of another bull, which we followed for nearly 



