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mauled him that the lion succumbed to its wounds. 
And it was only after months of suffering that 
Williams finally recovered from the mauling. 
We felt that if Frederick Selous, the world’s 
greatest big game hunter, could not find the lion, 
then our chances were somewhat slim. 
There had been few parties in this district since 
McMillan’s party left. Captain Ashton came in 
Lion Hunting in Tall Grass 
two months before us, and we met him on his way 
out. With him was Captain Black, a professional 
elephant hunter, who, three years before, on the 
Aberdare, had had a bad experience with an ele¬ 
phant. It was a cow that he had wounded but failed 
to kill. She charged him and knocked him down in 
a pile of very thick and matted brush. Three times 
she trampled him under her feet, but the bushes 
served as a kind of mattress and the captain es- 
