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to their heels. On receiving my shots, however, he turned 

 again; and, executing a most extraordinary series of 

 plunges, with his head between his fore-legs and hind- 

 quarters and tail in the air, disappeared down a small 

 ravine. We were soon up, and followed along the side. I 



sAmbab horns. (Scale, one tenth.) 



was rather ahead, and found him lying very sick in the 

 bottom of the hollow. When he perceived me he staggered 

 up and shook his horns in a threatening manner; but it 

 was all up with the poor brute, and a shot in the neck 

 rolled him over finally on his back. I think if our yester- 

 day's bull had been as viciously inclined as this fellow, we 



