All this time the lion did not seem to be angry, but merely caught at
the arm as a cat sports with a mouse that is not quite dead, so that
there was not a single bone broken, as there would have been if the
lion had been hungry or irritated. While in great agony, and expecting
every moment to be torn limb from limb, the sufferer cried to his
companions for assistance, but cried in vain. On raising his head a
little, the beast opened his dreadful jaws to receive it, but his hat
only was rent, and points of the teeth only grazed his skull. The lion
set his foot on the arm from which the blood was freely flowing, his
paw was soon covered therewith, and he again and again licked it clean,
and, with flaming eyes, appeared half inclined to devour the man.
"At this critical moment," said the poor victim, "I recollected having
heard that there is a God in heaven who is able to deliver at the last
extremity, and I began to pray that He would save me, and not allow the
lion to eat my flesh." While the Hottentot was thus engaged in calling
on God, the animal turned himself completely round. On perceiving this,
the man attempted to get from under him, but the lion became aware of
his intention, and laid terrible hold of his right thigh, which gave
excruciating pain. He again sent up his cry to God for help, nor were
his prayers in vain. The huge creature rose from his seat, and walked
majestically off about thirty or forty paces, and then lay down on
the grass as if to watch his victim, who ventured to sit up, which
attracted the lion's attention; he made no attack, but rose, took his
departure, and was seen no more. The man soon arose, took up his gun,
and hastened to his terrified companions, who had given him up for
dead. He was set upon a horse, and taken to the place where I found him.
Dr. Gambier hastened to his relief, and thought the appearance of the
wounds so alarming that amputation of the arm was absolutely necessary.
To this, however, the man would not consent, as he had a number of
young children, whose subsistence depended on his labor. "As the
Almighty has delivered me," said he, "from that horrid death, surely
He is able to save my arm also." Astonishing to relate, his wounds are
healed, and there is now hope of his ultimate recovery.
ANSWER TO PRAYER.
"I well remember," said the son of a Christian missionary, "hearing
my mother speak in touching terms of the narrow escapes my father
had during our sojourn in Jamaica. He endured five attacks of yellow
fever, and on one occasion suffered so much that the medical attendant
gave up all hopes of his recovery. For sometime he lingered in a state
of insensibility hardly to be described. My mother watched and wept;
friends did the same; the faithful Christian colored people also wept
as they saw life ebbing away. Death seemed just about to seize his
prey.
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