I was now unloaded, as I had only two of my double-barrelled No.10rifles out that day, but the chase was so exciting that I could not help following empty-handed, in the hope that some gun-bearer might put one of V.'s spare guns in my hand.A large elephant and her young one, who was about three feet and a half high, were retreating up the rugged side of the mountain, and the mother, instead of protecting the little one, was soon a hundred paces ahead of him, and safely located in a thick jungle which covered that portion of the mountain.Being empty-handed, Isoon scrambled up and caught the little fellow by the tail; but he was so strong that I could not hold him, although I exerted all my strength, and he dragged me slowly towards the jungle to which his mother had retreated.V.now came up, and he being loaded, I told him to keep a look-out for the mother's return, while I secured my captive, by seizing him by the trunk with one hand and by the tail with the other; in this manner I could just master him by throwing my whole weight down the hill, and he began to roar like a full-grown elephant.The mother was for a wonder faithless to her charge, and did not return to the little one's assistance.While I was engaged in securing him, the gun-bearers came up, and at this moment I observed, at the foot of the hill, another elephant, not quite full grown, who was retreating through the high grass towards the jungle.There were no guns charged except one of my No.10 rifles, which some one had reloaded; taking this, I left the little 'Ponchy' with V.and the gun-bearers, and running down the side of the hill, I came up with the elephant just as he was entering the jungle, and getting the earshot, I killed him.
We had bagged nine elephants, and only one had escaped from the herd;this was the female who had forsaken her young one.
Wallace now came up and cut off the tails of those that I had killed.Ihad one barrel still loaded, and I was pushing my way through the tangled grass towards the spot where the five elephants lay together, when I suddenly heard Wallace shriek out, 'Look out, sir! Look out!--an elephant's coming!'
I turned round in a moment; and close past Wallace, from the very spot where the last dead elephant lay, came the very essence and incarnation of a 'rogue' elephant in full charge.His trunk was thrown high in the air, his ears were cocked, his tail stood erect above his back as stiff as a poker, and screaming exactly like the whistle of a railway engine, he rushed upon me through the high grass with a velocity that was perfectly wonderful.His eyes flashed as he came on, and he had singled me out as his victim.
I have often been in dangerous positions, but I never felt so totally devoid of hope as I did in this instance.The tangled grass rendered retreat impossible.I had only one barrel loaded, and that was useless, as the upraised trunk protected his forehead.I felt myself doomed; the few thoughts that rush through men's minds in such hopeless positions, flew through mine, and I resolved to wait for him till he was close upon me, before I fired, hoping that he might lower his trunk and expose his forehead.
He rushed along at the pace of a horse in full speed; in a few moments, as the grass flew to the right and left before him, he was close upon me, but still his trunk was raised and I would not fire.One second more, and at this headlong pace he was within three feet of me; down slashed his trunk with the rapidity of a whip-thong! and with a shrill scream of fury he was upon me!
I fired at that instant; but in a twinkling of an eye I was flying through the air like a ball from a bat.At the moment of firing.I had jumped to the left, but he struck me with his tusk in full charge upon my right thigh, and hurled me eight or ten paces from him.That very moment he stopped, and, turning round, he beat the grass about with his trunk, and commenced a strict search for me.I heard him advancing close to the spot where I lay as still as death, knowing that my last chance lay in concealment.I heard the grass rustling close to me; closer and closer he approached, and he at length beat the grass with his trunk several times exactly above me.I held my breath, momentarily expecting to feel his ponderous foot upon me.Although I had not felt the sensation of fear while I had stood opposed to him, I felt like what Inever wish to feel again while he was deliberately hunting me up.
Fortunately I had reserved my fire until the rifle had almost touched him, for the powder and smoke had nearly blinded him, and had spoiled his acute power of scent.To my joy I heard the rustling of the grass grow fainter; again I heard it at a still greater distance; at length it was gone!
At that time I thought that half my bones were broken, as I was numbed from head to foot by the force of the blow.His charge can only be compared to a blow from a railway engine going at twenty miles an hour.
Not expecting to be able to move, I crept to my hands and knees.To my delight there were no bones broken, and with a feeling of thankfulness Istood erect.I with difficulty reached a stream of water near the spot, in which I bathed my leg, but in a few minutes it swelled to the size of a man's waist.In this spot everyone had congregated, and were loading their guns, but the rogue had escaped.
My cap and rifle were now hunted for, and they were at length found near the spot where I had been caught.The elephant had trodden on the stock of the rifle, and it bears the marks of his foot to this day.
In a few minutes I was unable to move.We therefore sent to the tent for the horses, and arrived at 6 P.M., having had a hard day's work from 5A.M.without food.
On arrival at the tent we found Banda and the trackers.
