that a bull elephant was drinking from a hole it had scooped in the sand, not far round the corner. Without the slightest confusion the hunters at once fell quietly into their respective places, Taher Sherrif leading, while I followed closely in the line, with my attendants bringing up the rear. We were a party of seven, with horses. 4. Upon turning the corner we at once perceived the elephant, that was still drinking. It was a fine bull. The enormous ears were thrown forward, as the head was lowered in the act of drawing up the water through the trunk; these shaded the eyes, and with the wind favorable, we advanced noiselessly upon the sand to within twenty yards before we were perceived. The elephant then threw up its head, and with the ears flapping forward it raised its trunk for an instant, and then slowly but easily ascended the steep bank and retreated. 5. The native swordsmen now halted for about a minute to confer together, and then followed in their original order up the crumbled bank. We were now on most unfavorable ground; the fire that had cleared the country we had hitherto traversed had been stopped by the bed of the torrent. We were thus plunged at once into withered grass above our heads, unless we stood in the stirrups; the ground was strewed with fragments of rock, and altogether it was ill-adapted for riding. However, Taher Sherrif broke into a trot, followed by the entire party, as the elephant was not in sight. We ascended a hill, and when near the summit we perceived the elephant about eighty yards ahead. It was looking behind during its retreat, by swinging its huge head from side to side; and upon seeing us approach, it turned suddenly round. and halted. 6. "Be ready, and take care of the rocks!" said Taher Sherrif, as I rode forward by his side. Hardly had he uttered these words of caution, when the bull gave a vicious jerk with its head, and with a shrill scream charged down upon us with the greatest fury. Away we all went, helter-skelter, through the dry grass which whistled in my ears, over the hidden rocks, at full gallop, with the elephant tearing after us for about a hundred and eighty yards at a tremendous pace. Tétel was a sure-footed horse, and being unshod he never slipped upon the stones. 7. As we all scattered in different directions, the elephant became confused, and relinquished the chase. It had been very near me at one time, and in such ground I was not sorry when it gave up the hunt. We now quickly united and again followed the elephant, that had once more retreated. Advancing at a canter, we shortly came in view of him. Upon seeing the horses, the bull deliberately entered a stronghold composed of rocky and uneven ground, in the clefts of which grew thinly a few leafless trees the thickness of a man's leg It then turned boldly towards us and stood determinedly at bay. 8. Now came the tug of war. Taher Sherrif came close to me and said, "You had better shoot the elephant, as we shall have great difficulty in this rocky ground." This I declined, as I wished to end the fight as it had been commenced, with the sword; and I proposed that he should endeavor to drive the animal to more favorable ground. "Never mind," replied Taher; " Inshallah (please God), he shall not beat us." He now advised me to keep as close to him as possible, and to look sharp for a charge. 9. The elephant stood facing us like a statue; it did not move a muscle beyond a quick and restless action of the eyes, that were watching all sides. Taher Sherrif and his youngest brother Ibrahim now separated, and each took opposite sides of the elephant, and then joined each other about twenty yards behind it. I accompanied them, until Taher advised me to keep about the same distance upon the left flank. 10. My attendants kept apart from the scene, as they were not required. In front of the elephant were two of the hock-cutters, one of whom was the renowned Roder Sherrif, with the withered arm. All being ready for action, Roder now advanced slowly towards the head of the cunning old bull, as he was quietly awaiting an opportunity to make certain of some one who might give him a good chance. 11. Roder Sheriff rode a bay mare that, having been thoroughly trained to these encounters, was perfect at her work. Slowly and coolly she advanced towards her wary antagonist until within about eight or nine yards of the elephant's head. The creature never moved, and the grouping was beautiful. Not a word was spoken, and we kept our places amidst utter stillness, which was at length broken by a snort from the mare as she now stood gazing intently at the elephant, as though watching for the moment of attack. 12. One more pace forward, and Roder sat coolly upon his mare, with his eyes fixed upon those of the elephant. For an instant I saw the white of the eye nearest to me. "Look out, Roder! he's coming!" I exclaimed. With a shrill scream the elephant dashed upon him like an avalanche. Round went the mare as though upon a pivot, and away over rocks and stones, flying like a gazelle, with the monkey-like form of little Roder Sherrif leaning for rushed after him. ward, and looking over his left shoulder as the elephant For a moment I thought he must be caught. Had the mare stumbled, all were lost; but she gained in the race after a few quick, bounding strides, and Roder, still looking behind him, kept his distance so close to the elephant that its outstretched trunk was within a few feet of the mare's tail. 13. Taher Sherrif and his brother Ibrahim swept down like falcons in the rear. In full speed, they dexterously avoided the trees until they arrived upon open ground, when they dashed up close to the hind-quarters of the furious elephant, which, maddened with the excitement, heeded nothing but Roder and his mare, now almost within its grasp. When close to the tail of the elephant, Taher Sheriff's sword flashed from its sheath, as, grasping his trusty blade, he leaped nimbly to the ground, while Ibrahim caught the reins of his horse. 14. Two or three bounds on foot, with the sword clutched in both hands, and he was close behind the elephant. A bright glance shone like lightning as the sun struck upon the descending steel. This was followed by a dull crack, as the sword cut through skin and sinews, and settled deep in the bone about twelve inches above the foot. At the next stride the elephant halted dead short in the midst of its tremendous charge. At 15. Taher had jumped quickly on one side, and had vaulted into the saddle with his naked sword in hand. the same moment Roder, who had led the chase, turned sharp round, and again faced the elephant as before. Stooping quickly from the saddle, he picked up from the ground a handful of dirt, which he threw into the face of the vicious-looking animal that once more attempted to rush upon him. It was impossible; the foot was dislocated, and turned up in front like an old shoe. In an instant Taher was once more on foot, and again the sharp sword slashed the remaining leg. The great bull elephant could not move! The first cut with the sword had utterly disabled it; the second was its death-blow. SIR SAMUEL BAKER. 65. — MADEMOISELLE DJEK. ob’se-quy, funeral rite. rus'tic, a countryman. sen-sa'tion, excited interest. PART I. tal'lied [-lid], harmonized. 1. IN the month of April, 1828, Mr. Yates, theatrical manager, being in want of an attraction, went over to Paris and engaged Mademoiselle Djek. Mademoiselle Djek was an elephant of great size and unparalleled sagacity. She had for some time created a great sensation in Paris. One fine afternoon she arrived with all her train: namely, her owner, Huguet; her principal keeper, Tom Elliot; her subordinates, Bernard and Pippin. 2. Mademoiselle's Djek's bills were posted all over the town, and everything done to make her take; and on the following Tuesday the theater was pretty well filled by the public. All was anxiety behind the lights, and expectation in front, when the green curtain drew up. The drama was a good specimen of its kind. It was a story of some interest, and the writer had been sharp enough not to make the elephant too common in it. She came on only three or four times, and always at a nick of time. |