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trunk, and dropped him with a single ball, like a 

 rabbit riddled with buck-shot. 



The females, taken aback at the fall of their com- 

 panion, rushed trumpeting down the stream, when just 

 at this moment a cry from Googooloo attracted my 

 attention to a crashing of underwood in the jungle 

 close at hand, and I had hardly time to snatch up my 

 second gun as a mighty bull and seven females 

 dashed hurriedly past at a distance of about fifty 

 paces. I threw up my rifle, and, aiming behind the 

 ear, let drive a couple of snap-shots for the chance of 

 stopping him, the last of which took effect, for it 

 brought him to his knees; but he immediately re- 

 gained his legs, and, separating from the females, tore 

 frantically through the forest, which he made resound 

 with his angry roar. 



I snatched my second spare gun from Googooloo 

 (a heavy two-ounce double rifle), and, jumping down 

 the bank, ran with all speed to cut him off at the 

 gorge, which was extremely narrow, as the torrent 

 made its way between a huge cleft in the rock, 

 through which I knew he must pass in order to join 

 the rest of the herd. I was running down the bed ot 

 the stream, on either side of which rose high banks, 

 when I heard a rattling noise among the stones be- 

 hind me, and on turning my head I saw the wounded 

 bull tearing after me, with his eyes flashing fire and 

 his tail straight on end, about forty paces distant. 



