25 2 IN THE INDIAN JUNGLE. 



life would not have been worth a minute's pur- 

 chase. 



We now hurried up, and, yes ! sure enough, there 

 was the bison ready to receive us. He looked a 

 truly magnificent brute, with his forehead covered 

 with long hair of a bright brown colour, the rest of 

 the head and body being black. The extreme 

 height of the fore-quarters and their massive build 

 make the bison appear a more formidable beast than 

 he is. From his position it was hard to get at a 

 vital spot, and although hats, stones and turbans 

 were thrown near him to induce him to charge, he 

 would not move from his position. Several shots 

 were tried at his head, but made no impression, as 

 we had nothing beyond four drachms of powder in 

 our cartridges, and this did not give sufficient pene- 

 tration. At last, one of us was compelled to go 

 above the rocks and fire down on him. A shot in 

 the spine near the shoulder did for him. 



