Western field . GIRAFFE, KILLED BY AUTHOR IN SOMALILAND. 180 WESTERN FIELD smashing headlong through the forest, whilepandemonium reigned amongst his fellowswho went trumpeting and crashing away inaffright like a flock of derailed expresstrains tearing their way through a wreckedstation house. I could hear their retreatfor a full five minutes; then the clamor diedaway in the far distance and all was still. Suddenly, above the silence arose the mostunearthly, blood-curdling sound I have ever moaning, sobbing, sightless brute—both eyesdestroyed by the glancing jacketed would walk helpl
Western field . GIRAFFE, KILLED BY AUTHOR IN SOMALILAND. 180 WESTERN FIELD smashing headlong through the forest, whilepandemonium reigned amongst his fellowswho went trumpeting and crashing away inaffright like a flock of derailed expresstrains tearing their way through a wreckedstation house. I could hear their retreatfor a full five minutes; then the clamor diedaway in the far distance and all was still. Suddenly, above the silence arose the mostunearthly, blood-curdling sound I have ever moaning, sobbing, sightless brute—both eyesdestroyed by the glancing jacketed would walk helpless around, butting clumsily against obstructions fromwhich he would nervously retreat, all thewhile crying and moaning like a grievouslyhurt child, until my heart sickened with thehorror of it. Twice I raised my rifle togive him the merciful coup but as often heclumsily and helplessly waddled about, de-
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