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me over on my back. While running over me he made a glance, 
and wounded me in the left arm. Had I not put down my rifle- 
barrel at the moment, most probably his tusks would have been 
buried in my body. As it was, I had two shooting-jackets on, it 
being a very cold morning, and I suffered more from the jar than 
the wound. As I lay, I seized the end of my rifle-barrel, deter- 
mined to sell my life as dearly as possible. To my delight, I must 
say, I saw the Boar knock over the man who was running down 
with my big spear. He did not turn on either of us; for the Boar 
is a noble foe, rarely turning, unless desperately wounded and 
unable to go on, to mutilate a fallen enemy. The dogs imme- 
diately tackled him, and permitted me, though almost breathless, 
to get up. ‘The rifle-stock was cracked, and the pin that fastens 
the barrel into the stock much bent. Having put this to rights, 
I loaded, and, proceeding in the direction the Boar had gone, 
came up to within fifteen yards of where he had halted and stood 
regarding me vengefully. Taking aim I sent a bullet through his 
eye into his brain, and rolled him over dead. I have stated that 
the Boar is the most courageous animal in the jungle. There he 
was; with a broken spear in his withers, the shaft sticking up a 
foot and a half from the blade; knocking over a horseman and 
wounding his horse; receiving two bullets,—ten to the pound,— 
the first in his neck and throat, the second breaking his jaw, and 
fired within a few feet of his muzzle; making good his charge, 
cutting down his enemy like grass, wounding him; knocking over 
a second man armed with a spear; defying the dogs; and then, 
in the act of charging again, shot in the brain, and dying without 
a groan.” 
WAYSIDE NOTES FROM THE CONTINENT. 
By JoHn CorDEAUX. 
Wuen running for Vlissingen Harbour, at the mouth of the 
West Schelde, on the morning of May 23rd, I noticed a large 
number of Terns beating for food. There must have been nearly 
two hundred, both the Common and the Arctic, but the former 
considerably in excess. 
In Belgium bird-life appears as well represented as in our 
eastern counties, and although the carriage of an express train is 
not the most satisfactory position for identifying anything beyond 
