A NARROW ESCAPE. 
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efforts I made to get on. Seeing no disposition, on 
my pursuer’s part, to give up the chase, I changed 
my tactics, got above a tree, on which I leaned a 
couple of seconds to recover my wind partly — a 
very critical moment, as the brute was not more 
than four of his own lengths from me—-jumped then 
some ten yards at right angles, and turned down the 
hill at full speed, the monster screaming and trum¬ 
peting in full career after me at a tremendous pace. 
He must have been over me in a few strides more, 
when I sprang to the right, and down he went in his 
mad career, crashing and carrying all before him, 
utterly unable to stop if he had wished, as the hill 
