When it cleared off, I saw the bull that had been conquered still down in a kneeling attitude, but, to my great surprise, the one at which I had aimed was upon his feet, apparently as brisk and sound as ever! I knew I had hit him somewhere-- as I heard the `thud' of the bullet on his fat body--but it was plain I had not crippled him.
"I was not allowed time for reflection as to where I had wounded him.
Not an instant indeed, for the moment the smoke cleared away, instead of the bulls clearing off also, I saw the one I had shot at fling up his tail, lower his shaggy front, and charge right towards me! "His fierce eyes glanced with a revengeful look, and his roar was enough to have terrified one more courageous than I.

I assure you I was less frightened the other day when I encountered the lion.
"I did not know what to do for some moments.

I thought of setting myself in an attitude of defence, and involuntarily had turned my gun which was now empty--intending to use it as a club.

But I saw at once, that the slight blow I could deliver would not stop the onset of such a strong fierce animal, and that he would butt me over, and gore me, to a certainty.
"I turned my eyes to see what hope there lay in flight.

Fortunately they fell upon an ant-hill--the one I had just emerged from.