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ful noise. We lost no time in rushing 

 into the bush to rescue my dear and most 

 unfortunate mother. She was alive, but 

 that was all ; and, as we expected, most 

 shockingly mangled, so we wrapped her 

 in a sheet and carefully carried her home. 

 In the evening she expressed a wish to 

 see her sister, who lived same seventy or 

 eighty miles distant ; my father without 

 any hesitation rode off, and in twenty four 

 hours he had returned, carrying my aunt 

 on the croup of his horse. This was the 

 cause of his having to ride the hundred 

 and fifty miles at so short a notice. 



" My poor mother was dreadfully injured, 

 and witnessing her sufferings when we got 

 her home, induced me to register a vow to 

 devote the remainder of my life to the 

 destruction of the cursed breed of 

 animals ; I have religously kept it sacred 



