On the third day, after a painful march among briers and underwood,
they arrived in a rather open part of the forest, when one of the
Hottentots, who had climbed up into a tree to reconnoitre, perceived
the herd in the distance, and putting his finger on his lips to enjoin
silence, informed them by opening and closing his hand of the number
of the elephants. He then came down; a council was held; and it was
determined they should approach them on the lee-side that they might
not be discovered. The Hottentot now conducted Le Vaillant through
the bushes to a small knoll, and desiring him to cast his eyes in a
certain direction, pointed out an enormous elephant not many paces
distant. At first, however, Le Vaillant could see nothing; or, rather,
he mistook what he saw of the animal for a portion of the rock by
which it stood. But when at length a slight motion had corrected his
mistake, he distinguished the head and enormous tusks of the beast
turned towards him. He instantly levelled his musket, and, aiming at
the brain, fired, and the elephant dropped down dead. The report of the
gun put the whole herd, consisting of about thirty, to instant flight;
and our traveller beheld with amazement their huge ears flapping the
air with a violence in proportion to the rapidity of their motion.
The whole party now experienced that joyous alacrity which man always
feels when engaged in the work of destruction. They fired upon the
enemy, for as such the beasts were now to be regarded, and the sight
of the excrements mingled with blood, which escaped from the wounded
animal, and informed them that their bullets had taken effect,
delighted them exceedingly. Their pursuit now became more eager. The
elephant, writhing with pain, at one moment crouched to the earth, at
another rose, but only to fall again. The hunters, however, who hung
close upon his haunches, constantly by fresh volleys compelled him to
rise. In this condition he rushed through the woods, snapping off, or
uprooting trees in his passage. At length, becoming furious with pain,
he turned round upon his pursuers, who immediately fled in their turn.
Le Vaillant, more eager than the rest, had unhappily advanced before
them, and was now but twenty-five paces from the animal. His gun of
thirty pounds’ weight impeded his movements. The enemy gained upon
him every moment. His followers gave him up for lost; but just as the
elephant had overtaken him, he dropped down, and crept under the trunk
of a fallen tree, over which the furious beast, whose great height
prevents it, at least in such situations, from seeing under its feet,
bounded in an instant. Being terrified, however, by the noise of the
Hottentots, it had not advanced many paces before it stopped, and with
a wild but searching eye, began to reconnoitre the spot. Our traveller
had his long gun in his hand, and might, had he chosen, have fired
upon his enemy; but he knew that instant destruction must ensue should
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