192 A MONTH IN THE FORESTS OF FRANCE. 



vital parts. One of M. d' Anchald's balls was delivered 

 as the boar came almost into his waistcoat, and it 

 broke the under-jaw, and turned the sanglier from his 

 charge. A more splendid creature to look at I never 

 saw. From his small and, for a boar, beautifully 

 shaped head to his tail he was as straight as a line, 

 small close set-back ears, enormous shoulders, loins, 

 and hams, and short legs, with a body well let down 

 and low. In short, as a prize boar in shape and 

 make, he might have been shown anywhere. He 

 looked from the length of his coat and his stiff bristles 

 quite as large as a good-sized bear, with white tusks 

 of the most formidable dimensions, weight above 

 350 lbs. '' Well," I said, " the fortune absolutely to 

 kill him was not mine ; I must therefore be content 

 with the knowledge that, but for me, there would 

 have been no victory; for at one time the hounds 

 were clean away on a wolf, and the boar was lost ; 

 none else were there to see or remedy the error. 

 And now for poor Barricade." We went under my 

 direction to search for her, when she was met, 

 walking slowly and in a fainting condition, and 

 brought to the little village. As to le vieux sangliei^ 

 he was soon slung on a pole, and borne by the 

 blouses to the little inn, the horns playing all the 

 way the " Death of the Wild Boar." 



