[The Rifle and The Hound in Ceylon by Samuel White Baker]@TWC D-Link bookThe Rifle and The Hound in Ceylon CHAPTER XII 36/98
He had held his head in such a peculiar position that a ball could not reach the brain, and he immediately re covered himself, and, wheeling suddenly round, he retreated into the jungle, through which we could not follow. We continued to stroll on from glade to glade, expecting to find him; and, in about a quarter of an hour, we heard the trumpet of an elephant. Fully convinced that this was the wounded animal, we pushed on towards the spot; but, on turning a corner of the jungle, we came suddenly upon a herd of seven of the largest elephants that I ever saw together; they must have been all bulls.
Unfortunately, they had our wind, and, being close to the edge of a thick thorny jungle, they disappeared like magic. We gave chase for a short distance, but were soon stopped by the thorns. We had no chance with them. It was now dusk, and we therefore hastened towards the tent, seeing three herds of deer and one of hogs on our way; but it was too dark to get a shot.
The deer were barking in every direction, and the country was evidently alive with game. On arrival at the tent, we found that W.and P.had met with no better luck than ourselves.
Two of our tins of provisions were consumed at dinner, leaving us only two remaining.
Not a moment was to be lost in pushing forward; and we determined upon a long march on the following day. Nov.
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