At times they would charge up very close--their heads set in a menacing attitude; and I must confess that with their black shaggy fronts, their sharp horns, and glaring red eyes, they looked anything but pleasant neighbours.
"I got so provoked with them at last, that I resolved they should bother me no longer.

If they would not permit me to shoot one of the others, I was determined they themselves should not escape scot-free, but should pay dearly for their temerity and insolence.

I resolved to put a bullet through one of them, at least.
"Just as I was about raising my gun to fire, I perceived that they had placed themselves in attitude for a new fight.

This they did by dropping on their knees, and sliding forward until their heads came in contact.

They would then spring up, make a sudden bound forward, as if to get uppermost, and trample one another with their hoofs.