I mentioned that it was a large male elephant which killed the soldier just after Mr.Moodie's escape.

Shortly afterward a shot from one of the hunters broke the fore-leg of this animal, and prevented him from running, and there it stood to be fired at.

The female elephant, which was in the jungle, witnessing the distress of its mate, regardless of her own danger, immediately rushed out to his assistance, chasing away the hunters, and walked round and round her mate, constantly returning to his side, and caressing him.

When the male attempted to walk, she had the sagacity to place her flank against the wounded side, so as to support him, and help him along.

At last the female received a severe wound, and staggered into the bush, where she fell; and the male was soon after laid prostrate by the side of the poor soldier whom he had killed." "There is something very touching in the last portion of your story, Swinton," observed Alexander; "it really makes one feel a sort of respect for such intelligent and reasoning animals." "I think the first portion of the story ought to teach you to respect them also," said the Major.