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brought him to his knees, and as he rose I knocked 
him flat with the second. He struggled to rise, but, 
both firing, we kept him down, and I finished him 
with a bullet in the brain from the little Springfield. 
Although rather younger than either of the bulls I 
had already shot, he was even larger. In its stomach 
were beans from the shambas, abutilon tips, and bark, 
and especially the twigs, leaves, and white blossoms of 
a smaller shrub. The tusks weighed a little over a 
hundred pounds the pair. 
We still needed a cow for the Museum, and a couple 
of days later, at noon, a party of natives brought in 
word that they had seen two cows in a spot five miles 
away. Piloted by a naked spearman, whose hair was 
done into a cue, we rode toward the place. For most 
of the distance we followed old elephant trails, in some 
places mere tracks beaten down through stiff grass 
which stood above the head of a man on horseback, 
in other places paths rutted deep into the earth. We 
crossed a river, where monkeys chattered among the 
tree-tops. On an open plain we saw a rhinoceros cow 
trotting off with her calf. At last we came to a hill¬ 
top with, on the summit, a noble fig-tree, whose giant 
limbs w T ere stretched over the palms that clustered 
beneath. Here we left our horses and went forward 
on foot, crossing a palm-fringed stream in a little valley. 
From the next rise we saw the backs of the elephants 
as they stood in a slight valley, where the rank grass 
grew ten or twelve feet high. It was some time before 
we could see the ivory so as to be sure of exactly what 
we were shooting. Then the biggest cow began to 
move slowly forward, and we walked nearly parallel to 
her, along an elephant trail, until from a slight knoll I 
got a clear view of her at a distance of eighty yards. 
