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was  streaming  from  the  neck  and  flanks  of  the poor

                        giraffe, wTliich very quickly  slackened  its pace and then
                        down  it  came*  unable  longer  to  endure the  pain it was
                        suffering.  The  lion  at  once  began  tearing  away  at

                        the flesh.  Still  it  kicked,  and  struggled, but its efforts
                        wTere  useless,  and  it  very  quickly  ceased  to  move.
                           i( W e  must  have  that  lion/'  said  my  uncle-

                           Having  examined  our rilles  we hurried  towards  the
                        spot  where  the  savage  brute was enjoying its banquet,
                        so  busily  employed  that  it  did  not  sec  us.  When  at

                       length, it  was  aware  of our approach  it  ceased feeding,
                        and  gazed  at  us  with  its  fore  paws  on  the  body  of  its

                       victim,  presenting  a  truly  magnificent  spectacle.
                           W e  were  near  enough  by  this  time to  take a  steady
                       aim.

                           “ Do  you  fire,  Fred,  and  then  reload  as  rapidly  as
                       you  can,  while  I  will  wait  until  you  are  ready.’1

                           w But  I  have  no  second  bullet,”  fortunately  recol­
                       lecting  at  the  moment  that  I  had  expended  all  my
                       bullets  but  one.

                          M y  uncle  handed  me  a  couple,  and  I  obeyed  his
                       injunctions.  My  bullet  passed  through  the  lion’s

                       thick  mane  and  crashed  into  its  neck.
                           Uttering  a  tremendous  roar  as  it  felt  the  pain,  it
                       came  towards  us.  Without  a  moment's  loss  of  time

                       I  reloaded,  fearing that,  should  my uncle's  bullet  fail
                       to  stop  it,  the  brute  would  be  upon  us.
                          Notwithstanding  the lion's  near  approach  my uncle

                       waited,  and  then  fired,  hitting  it  between  the  eyes.
                       Still  it  advanced,  but,  blinded  and  almost  stunned*
                       though  it  made  a  desperate  bound  towards  us,  its  aim

                       was  uncertain.  My  uncle  sprang  on  one  side  and  I
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