Yet neither this one, nor any of the others, ever attempted to charge.

Having broken his legs with a rifle-ball, we fired into him at forty yards as rapidly as we could load and discharge the rifles.

He simply shook his head at each shot, and received at least sixty Enfield balls before he fell.

Our excellent sailor from the north of Ireland happened to fire the last, and, as soon as he saw the animal fall, he turned with an air of triumph to the Doctor and exclaimed, "It was _my_ shot that done it, sir!" In a few minutes upwards of a thousand natives were round the prostrate king of beasts; and, after our men had taken all they wanted, an invitation was given to the villagers to take the remainder.

They rushed at it like hungry hyenas, and in an incredibly short time every inch of it was carried off.