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its suddenness—awaited. When well within 20 yards we 
realised that the nearer buffalo was not dead. The great 
armoured head uprose, and there ensued an awe-inspiring 
moment when those massive horns swung round directly 
facing us. No friendly tree now offered shelter and, had 
the stricken beast been able to regain his legs, we should 
have been in a false position. By sheer good luck he was 
too far gone for mischief, and (though the Winchester 
Buffalo Bulls Right-and-Left. 
“ Not dead yet.” 
again failed to produce the slightest effect) a -375 “solid” 
at base of neck promptly resolved all doubts. That rifle 
had put both beasts out of action with a single ball apiece ; 
nor, as we now saw clearly, had either animal moved 20 
yards from the point where the first bullet had struck 
him, though each eventually required a “finisher.” 
A bout with buffalo is always apt to develop nerve- 
trying situations, and this one proved no exception. We 
had experienced two distinctly critical moments; first, 
when the solitaire crashed down directly upon us, and 
finally, when we approached our fallen foes only to discover 
that both were still alive. 
