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and «tuck by him like a good old deer-hound by hia 

 stag. At length the elephant became extremely fierce, 

 following up his charges with most determined intent to 

 crush me and my steed, which, at first very much jad- 

 ed, was now so completely done up that he could barely 

 hold his own. I myself felt much exhausted, and my 

 throat was becoming so sore and hoarse that my shout- 

 ing was for the present nearing to a close. In this state 

 of things I could not have held him much longer. Help 

 was, however, at hand. Carey and Mutchuisho, with 

 a large party of the natives, were at this moment care- 

 fully following up the spoor of my horse where I had 

 first ridden ahead to the fountain, and were passing a 

 considerable distance to leeward of where I was at bay, 

 or rather, I should say, baying, when my hoarse voice 

 fell on Carey's ear, and he instantly called silence 

 among the natives, and sat listening in his saddle. A 

 second time my voice fell on his ear, and he at once 

 held forward right for me, contrary to the opinion of 

 the tliiok-headed natives, who swore that the voice 

 came from behind. 



Fortunately, at this very moment the elephant made 

 a furious charge after me, accompanied by a temendous 

 trumpet, which at once sealed his fate. They all heard 

 it, and "Cooley" and "Affriar," two right good dogs, 

 were instantly released from the couples and flew to my 

 assistance, followed by Carey and the natives. Right 

 glad was I when I saw black Cooley come up to help 

 me. I at once felt that the elephant was mine, being 

 certain that further assistance was at hand, and, with 

 revived spirits, I yelled with all my might. In two 

 minutes up came Carey on horseback, but without a 

 gun. I called out to him, " For God's sake, Carey, 

 bring me a gun ! here is the finest elephant in Africa • 



