International Weekly Miscellany - Volume 1, No. 7, August 12, 1850 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 116 pages of information about International Weekly Miscellany.

International Weekly Miscellany - Volume 1, No. 7, August 12, 1850 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 116 pages of information about International Weekly Miscellany.
not even deigning to look round.  She then appeared to say to herself, ’Does this fellow know who he is after?’ Having thus sat for half a minute, as if involved in thought, she sprang to her feet, and facing about, stood looking at me for a few seconds, moving her tail slowly from side to side, showing her teeth and growling fiercely.  She next made a short run forward, making a loud, rumbling noise like thunder.  This she did to intimidate me; but finding that I did not flinch an inch, nor seem to heed her hostile demonstrations, she quietly stretched out her massive arms, and lay down on the grass.  My Hottentots now coming up, we all three dismounted, and drawing our rifles from their holsters, we looked to see if the powder was up in the nipples, and put on our caps.  While this was doing, the lioness sat up, and showed evident symptoms of uneasiness.  She looked first at us, and then behind her, as if to see if the coast were clear; after which she made a short run toward us, uttering her deep-drawn murderous growls.  Having secured the three horses to one another by their rheims, 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’a 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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