The uncivilized races of men in all countries of the world; vol. 1 of 2: Being a comprehensive account of their manners and customs, and of their physical, social, mental, moral and religious characteristicsWood, J. G. (John George)
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The uncivilized races of men in all countries of the world; vol. 1 of 2: Being a comprehensive account of their manners and customs, and of their physical, social, mental, moral and religious characteristics
Wood, J. G. (John George)
Anthropology; Ethnology; Manners and customs
Sometimes a number of Kaffirs turn out for the purpose of elephant
hunting. By dint of the wary caution which they can always exercise
when in pursuit of game, they find out the animal which possesses the
finest tusks, and mark all his peculiarities; they then watch the spot
where he treads, and, by means of a lump of soft clay, they take an
impression of his footmarks. The reason for doing so is simple enough,
viz. that if they should have to chase him, they may not run the risk
of confounding his footmarks with those of other elephants. The sole
of every elephant’s foot is traversed by a number of indented lines,
and in no two specimens are these lines alike. The clay model of the
footprints serves them as a guide whereby they may assure themselves
that they are on the right track whenever they come to the neighborhood
of water, where the ground is soft, and where the footprints of many
elephants are sure to be found. Their next endeavor is to creep near
enough to the elephant to inflict a severe wound upon it, an object
which is generally attained by a number of the dark hunters gliding
among the trees, and simultaneously hurling their spears at the
unsuspecting animal. The wounded elephant is nearly certain to charge
directly at the spot from which he fancies that the assault has been
made, and his shriek of mingled rage and alarm is sure to cause the
rest of the herd to rush off in terror. The hunters then try by various
stratagems to isolate the wounded animal from its comrades, and to
prevent him from rejoining them, while at every opportunity fresh
assagais are thrown, and the elephant is never permitted to rest.
As a wounded elephant always makes for the bush, it would be quite safe
from white hunters, though not so from the lithe and naked Kaffirs,
who glide through the underwood and between the trees faster than the
elephant can push its way through them. Every now and then it will turn
and charge madly at its foes, but it expends its strength in vain, as
they escape by nimbly jumping behind trees, or, in critical cases, by
climbing up them, knowing that an elephant never seems to comprehend
that a foe can be anywhere but on the ground.
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