It was evidently making for a larger tract of bush that grew near: but before it had got half-way across the open ground, the quagga came up behind, and uttering his shrill "couaag," reared forward, and dropped with his fore-hoofs upon the hyena's back.
At the same instant the neck of the carnivorous animal was clutched by the teeth of the ruminant and held as fast, as if grasped by a vice.
All looked to see the hyena free itself and run off again.

They looked in vain.

It never ran another yard.

It never came alive out of the clutch of those terrible teeth.
The quagga still held his struggling victim with firm hold--trampling it with his hoofs, and shaking it in his strong jaws, until in a few minutes the screams of the hyena ceased, and his mangled carcass lay motionless upon the plain! One would think that this incident might have been enough to warn our hunters to be cautious in their dealings with the quagga.

Such a sharp biter would be no pleasant horse to "bit and bridle." But all knew the antipathy that exists between the wild horse and the hyena; and that the quagga, though roused to fury at the sight of one of these animals, is very different in its behaviour towards man.