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My nephew, General Sir Henry Streatfeild, called out to me to be ready, as there was probably a bear in the hollow. Next moment a rhinoceros charged out and made straight for his elephant. Sir Henry fired with a heavy four-bore rifle, and by an extraordinary piece of good luck hit the rhino in the one little spot where he is vulnerable, otherwise he must have been killed.
"It's a pity he should not see some one, and I suppose you will not keep your appointment?" "Not if I knows it," the man answered. Then he added regretfully, "A regular toff he was free with his rhino as could be, and dressed up to the nines. He chucked his 'arf soverings about as if they were dirt, he did."
The hunters at Nairobi, together with the storekeepers and farmers of the vicinity, had heard of the capture of the rhino. On occasions some of them spoke of it to us. They explained that they had thought all along that we could undoubtedly rope a rhino. "But you haven't got a lion yet, have you?" they said. On April 5 the preparations were nearly completed and Loveless's foot was nearly well.
When he was directly opposite I took the Springfield and fired, not at him, but at a spot five or six feet in front of his nose. The bullet threw up a column of dust. Rhino brought up short with astonishment, wheeled to the left, and made off at a gallop. I dropped another bullet in front of him. Again he stopped, changed direction, and made off.
In the rhino country dozens of these red dirt rolling places may be found, each one trampled smooth for an area of fifteen or twenty feet in evidence of the great number of times it has been used by one or more rhinos. This dirt bath is a defensive measure against the hordes of ticks that infest the rhino.
He would give a good deal to know which way to run, and finally becomes so excited and nervous that he starts frantically in some direction, hoping for the best. If this rush happens to be in your direction you call it a charge from an infuriated rhino; if not, you say that he looked nasty and was about to charge, but finally ran away in another direction.
"What are you going to do when the lion charges?" Such were the questions asked us by the hunters of the country. They further took pains to explain that a rhino charges like a flash, and that a lion can catch a horse within a hundred yards.
"To my mind," observed Job Truefitt, who with Bob Doull was standing on the fore-topgallant cross-trees, "that craft out there looks as if she was come from the land where the gold and silver grows. He looks like a Don, every inch of him. Mark my words, mate, we shall line our pockets with the rhino, and have a pretty handsome sum to take home to our old mothers or sweethearts."
So in the end we begged the question by setting the drum aside and deciding to use it only if we had to. But there were other matters to be determined that evening. In the Colonel's opinion the time had come for us to try to find a trail at the carcass of the rhino, and the talk lasted far into the night. When finally evolved, the plan of campaign was simple.
Here am I! My name is Frank Henley! My father's name is Abimelech Henley! A's a cunnin warm old codger A tell her that And says you, here Missee says you am I, at your onnurable Ladyship's reverend sarvice. My father has a got the rhino A don't forget to tell her that Smug and snug and all go snacks Do you mind me?
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