Graham's Magazine, Vol. XLI, No. 5, November 1852Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XLI, No. 5, November 1852
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
“One afternoon,” continued Hutton, “I outspanned near a pool, where many
animals of different sorts came at night to drink. We could see their
tracks all about the margin. The Namaquas knew the place well, and urged
me to encamp at a little distance off, saying that the lions were ‘al te
kwaad,’ or very angry, in that region; and that if we rested near the
water we should be very likely to lose some of our oxen, and might
perhaps be ourselves attacked. For it is a curious fact that when a lion
has once tasted human flesh, he seems to acquire a peculiar relish for
it, and will leave all other game untouched if he has a chance of
seizing upon a man. I did not wish to run any risk, so far as my people,
or my oxen either, were concerned; and so, after making them drink
heartily, I drove off to a distance of about two miles, and outspanned
in a small valley, out of sight from the pool. We kindled a large fire
to keep off any wild beasts that might be prowling about, and then
turned the oxen loose to pick up what little herbage they could find
among the rocks about us. For myself, I felt a strong desire to have a
shot at a lion. I had not bagged one for more than three years. In fact,
I had been unlucky in two or three long shots, and began to fear that I
should get out of practice in that sort of sport, which requires good
nerves and experience more than any thing else. I asked four or five of
my best men, including Apollo, if they would watch with me at the pool,
that night, for lions. Three of them consented, and we left the others
with the wagons, with strict injunctions to keep the fire burning, and
not to let the oxen stray to a distance. We reached the water just at
sunset, and set to work at once with the spades and hoes which we had
brought with us, to dig a hole in the sand three or four feet deep,
about twenty yards from the pool. In about an hour we finished our
hiding-place, throwing up the earth about it so as to conceal us still
better from the sight of the wild animals. We then settled ourselves
comfortably in the trench, and lay there with our guns in readiness,
waiting for the lions.
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