TJIE TUSKER WITKOUT A TAIL, 149 
badly wounded that he could not go out of a slow walk, 
and I saw that one eye was closed, so I ran up on his 
blind side and getting a little forward fired my last shot 
between the eye and ear ; down he fell and I thought the 
victory was mine, but no, to my astonishment I saw him 
slowly rise again and walk off. From the way he ran 
against trees and bamboos I made certain he was quite 
blind ; he crossed the stream again and went a short way 
up the opposite side, 1 stole near him and then plainly saw 
that my surmise was correct. It was then about ten o'clock, 
so I determined to stand guard over him all day, and an 
extraordinary day's guard it was, 1 found he was without a 
tail, every particle of which had been eaten away by disease, 
and this tailless behind of his appeared to give him much 
trouble, as he several times calmly scratched it against a tree. * 
