. Exploration of the Nile tributaries of Abyssinia : the sources, supply, and overflow of the Nile; the country, people, customs, etc. Interspersed with highly exciting adventures of the author among elephants, lions, buffaloes, hippopotami, rhinoceros, etc., accompanied by expert native sword hunters . t the hippo, in order to drive him, ifpossible, towards me, as I lay in ambush behind arock in the bed of the river. Bacheet descended thealmost perpendicular bank to the waters edge, andafter having chaffed the hippo considerably, he fireda shot with the pistol, which was far more dangerousto
. Exploration of the Nile tributaries of Abyssinia : the sources, supply, and overflow of the Nile; the country, people, customs, etc. Interspersed with highly exciting adventures of the author among elephants, lions, buffaloes, hippopotami, rhinoceros, etc., accompanied by expert native sword hunters . t the hippo, in order to drive him, ifpossible, towards me, as I lay in ambush behind arock in the bed of the river. Bacheet descended thealmost perpendicular bank to the waters edge, andafter having chaffed the hippo considerably, he fireda shot with the pistol, which was far more dangerousto us on the opposite side than to the animal. Thehippo, which was a wicked, solitary old bull, ac-customed to have his own way, returned the insultby charging toward Bacheet with a tremendoussnorting, that sent him scrambling up the^ steepbank in a panic, amidst a roar of laughter from thepeople on my side concealed in the bushes. Inthis peal of merriment I thought I conld distin-guish a voice closely resembling that of my , Bacheet, who had always longed to bebrought face to face with some foe worthy of hissteel, had bolted, and he now stood safe in hiselevated position on the top of the bank, thirtyfeet above the river, and fired the second barrelin bold defiance at the CHAP. X.] A GOOD SHOT 273 As the hippo had gained confidence, I showedmyself above the rock, and called to him, accordingto Arab custom, Hasinth! Hasinth! ^ He, thinkingno doubt that he might as well hunt me away, gavea loud snort, sank, and quickly re-appeared abouta hundred yards from me; but nearer than this hepositively refused to approach. I therefore called toBacheet to shout from the other side to attract hisattention, and as he turned his head, I took asteady shot behind the ear with the little Fletcherrifle. This happened to be one of those fortunateshots that consoles you for many misses, and thesaucy old hippo turned upon his back and rolledabout in tremendous struggles, las
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