Household words, No. 17, July 20, 1850 : $b A weekly journal
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Household words, No. 17, July 20, 1850 : $b A weekly journal
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Having secured the three horses to one another by
their reins, we led them on as if we intended to pass her, in the hope
of obtaining a broadside; but this she carefully avoided to expose,
presenting only her full front. I had given Stofolus my Moore rifle,
with orders to shoot her if she should spring upon me, but on no account
to fire before me. Kleinboy was to stand ready to hand me my Purdey
rifle, in case the two-grooved Dixon should not prove sufficient. My men
as yet had been steady, but they were in a precious stew, their faces
having assumed a ghastly paleness; and I had a painful feeling that I
could place no reliance on them. Now, then, for it, neck or nothing! She
is within sixty yards of us, and she keeps advancing. We turned the
horses’ tails to her. I knelt on one side, and, taking a steady aim at
her breast, let fly. The ball cracked loudly on her tawny hide, and
crippled her in the shoulder; upon which she charged with an appalling
roar, and in the twinkling of an eye she was in the midst of us. At this
moment Stofolus’s rifle exploded in his hand, and Kleinboy, whom I had
ordered to stand ready by me, danced about like a duck in a gale of
wind. The lioness sprang upon Colesberg, and fearfully lacerated his
ribs and haunches with her horrid teeth and claws; the worst wound was
on his haunch, which exhibited a sickening, yawning gash, more than
twelve inches long, almost laying bare the very bone. I was very cool
and steady, and did not feel in the least degree nervous, having
fortunately great confidence in my own shooting; but I must confess,
when the whole affair was over, I felt that it was a very awful
situation, and attended with extreme peril, as I had no friend with me
on whom I could rely. When the lioness sprang on Colesberg, I stood out
from the horses, ready with my second barrel for the first chance she
should give me of a clear shot. This she quickly did; for, seemingly
satisfied with the revenge she had now taken, she quitted Colesberg,
and, slewing her tail to one side, trotted sulkily past within a few
paces of me, taking one step to the left. I pitched my rifle to my
shoulder, and in another second the lioness was stretched on the plain a
lifeless corpse.”
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