He often grows to the enormous weight of two thousand pounds.

His lion-like mane falls in shaggy confusion quite over his head and shoulders, down to the ground.

When he is wounded he becomes imbued with the spirit of a tiger: he stamps, bellows, roars, and foams forth his rage with glaring eyes and steaming nostrils, and charges furiously at man and horse with utter recklessness.

Fortunately, however, he is not naturally pugnacious, and can be easily thrown into a sudden panic.

Moreover, the peculiar position of his eye renders this creature not so terrible as he would otherwise be to the hunter.