Orca Gladiator . 
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to know it, for suddenly he lay quiet, while the 
bulldogs shook him and the thresher dealt him 
steady but fearful blows upon his broad expanse 
of shining back. 
“ Oh, the poor whale ! ” said my little com¬ 
panion, as she shudderingly clutched my arm. 
“ Look at that ! ” 
The killer fastened to the left jaw of the 
helpless, floating monster, raising his square 
white and black head about a foot or two out 
of the water, gave it that quick jerk one sees a 
fox-terrier give to a rat, and brought away in 
his jaws a piece of lip about a yard long—a 
thick strip of bloody white and red. And, as 
a terrier throws a rat backward and upward, so 
did the killer throw away the gory mass ; it fell 
with a heavy splash upon the water some 
fathoms away. Then with a mighty leap the 
wretched whale sprang clear out of the water, 
standing for a moment or two straight up and 
down, and as he swung his body round in 
falling, we saw the blood pouring from his jaws 
in a stream. He fell upon his back with a 
terrific splash of foam, and for a few seconds 
was out of sight ; again he raised his head—the 
killers were both fastened to his lips again, 
