The panorama of nations - comprising the characteristics of courage, perseverance, enterprise, cunning, shrewdness, vivacity, ingenuity, contempt of danger and of death exhibited by people of the (14741113896)

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Title: The panorama of nations : comprising the characteristics of courage, perseverance, enterprise, cunning, shrewdness, vivacity, ingenuity, contempt of danger and of death exhibited by people of the principal nations of the world, as illustrated in narratives of peril and adventure
Year: 1852 (1850s)
Authors: Frost, John, 1800-1859
Subjects: Adventure and adventurers
Publisher: Auburn, N.Y. : Beardsley
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN



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The word was given,Be steady now, and at about ten paces distance a couple ofballs were put into his head. With this, he turned round, andagain he was saluted with a couple more bullets. Not likingsuch reception he made for land, and got upon the river bank,when a well-directed rifle shot hit him hard and made himscream with pain. But instead of making off, as he mighthave done, the noble beast instantly came back into the river totake vengeance upon his adversaries; but he was received sowarmly, that he could never make up his mind to a regular on-slaught on the boat, and when he turned and made off we fol-lowed, pouring in volley after volley upon his devoted head.Finding the side of the river we first saw him on rather too hotto be pleasant, he made up his mind to a change, and across theriver he went. Then, indeed, he was at our mercy, and we fol-lowed, giving him the contents of three double-barrels, one afterthe other, in rapid succession, for by the time the third had ■f 1 ^
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< I—I HO o HUNTING IX THE INDIAN ARCHIPELAGO. 441 fired, number one ■was again loaded. All this time we werehaving tiirget practice at the large bump on the top of the head,for we could see nothing else at about ten yards distance. Everyshot told, and the poor beast spouted water from his proboscis,uttering low yells of dissatisfaction. But his merciless pursuershad not pity, although when we did reach the land, and weheard him at the edge of the river uttering plaintive cries, theydid elicit a few words of sympathy, such as, Poor beast, he isseverely hurt, do you think he can get away ? When the boatwas close to the shore, he made one more attempt and came backinto the river, getting so close to the boat as to put us in nosmall jeopardy from his tusks, but we gave way, and repulsedhim with a regular broadside; he then took the shore again.By this time morning began to break, and there was light suffi-cient to see him standing at the rivers verge, tossing his trunkfrom side to