Identifier: albertnyaza00bake (find matches)
Title: The Albert N'yaza
Year: 1869 (1860s)
Authors: Baker, Samuel White, Sir, 1821-1893
Subjects: Nile river. (from old catalog)
Publisher: Philadelphia, J. B. Lippincott and co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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ithin about fiftyyards of the bull, when he slowly turned. Eeining Tetelup, I immediately fired a steady shot at the shoulder withthe Eeilly ISTo. 10:—for a moment he fell upon his knees,but, recovering with wonderful quickness, he was in fullcharge upon me. Fortunately I had inspected my groundprevious to the attack, and away I went up the inclinationto my right, the spurs hard at work, and the elephantscreaming with rage, gaining on me. My horse felt asthough made of wood, and clumsily rolled along in asort of cow-gallop;—in vain I dug the spurs into hisflanks, and urged him by rein and voice; not an extrastride could I get out of him, and he reeled along asthough thoroughly exhausted, plunging in and out of thebuffalo holes instead of jumping them. Hamed was onmy horse Mouse, who went three to Tetels one, andinstead of endeavouring to divert the elephants attention,he shot ahead, and thought of nothing but getting out ofthe way. Yaseen, on Filfil/ had fled in another direction;
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, I Chap. VII.) RETURN TO CAMP. 171 thus I had the pleasure of being hunted down upon asick and disabled horse. I kept looking round, thinkingthat the elephant would give in:—we had been runningfor nearly half a mile, and the brute was overhauling meso fast that he was within ten or twelve yards of thehorses tail, with his trunk stretched out to catch him.Screaming like the whistle of an engine, he fortunately sofrightened the horse that he went his best, although badly,and I turned him suddenly down the hill and doubledback like a hare. The elephant turned up the hill, andentering the jungle he relinquished the chase, whenanother hundred yards run would have bagged me. In a lifes experience in elephant-hunting, I never washunted for such a distance. Great as were Tetels goodqualities for pluck and steadiness, he had exhibited suchdistress and want of speed, that I was sure he failedthrough some sudden malady. I immediately dismounted,and the horse laid down, as I thought, to die. W

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