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A few weeks after Smut's death, Lizzie, an excellent bitch, was killed by a leopard, who wounded Merriman in the throat, but he being a powerful dog, beat him off and escaped. Merriman had not long recovered from his wound, when he came to a lamentable and diabolical end. On December 24, 1852, we found a buck in the jungles by the Badulla road.
Excitement of Elephant-shooting An Unexpected Visitor A Long Run with a Buck Hard Work Rewarded A Glorious Bay End of a Hard Day's Work Bee-hunters Disasters of Elk-hunting Bran Wounded 'Old Smut's' Buck Boar at Hackgalla Death of 'Old Smut' Scenery from the Perewelle Mountains Diabolical Death of 'Merriman' Scene of the Murder.
Beat-hounds for Elk-hunting Smut Killbuck The Horton Plains A Second Soyer The Find The Buck at Bay The Bay The Death Return of Lost Dogs Comparative Speed of Deer Veddah Ripped by a Boar A Melee Buck at Black Pool Old Smut's Ruse Margosse Oil. The foregoing description of sporting incidents closed my first visit to Ceylon.
That had been the last of Smut's days of prowess had I not fortunately had a spear. I could just reach the elk's shoulder in time to save the dog. After a short but violent struggle, the buck yielded up his spirit. He was a noble fellow, and pluck to the last. Having secured his horns to a bush, lest he should be washed away by the torrent, I examined the dogs.
I never did it before, and I never expect to again.... I do hope the new well will come in a good one." The last sentence was for the benefit of the clerk returning with the ice-cream. "Looks good," said Dave, playing up. "Smut's showing, and you know that's a first-class sign."
She could not stoop down to cry on Smut's back now; it would have risked considerable more dirtying of her poor frock. But she stayed some way behind her mother and sister, so that she might talk without being overheard by any one save her four-legged companion. 'Smuttie, she said, 'I'm very unhappy. This is only the second day at Seacove and I've vexed mamma already.
At length he hears them! No, it was a bird. Again he fancies that he hears a distant sound was it the wind? No; there it is it is old Smut's voice he is at bay! Yoick to him! he shouts till his lungs are well-nigh cracked, and through thorns and jungles, bogs and ravines, he rushes towards the welcome sound.
'Then I could have got it brushed and mended before I told her, but perhaps it's best to tell at once, and she gave a little sigh. 'Much best, her sister agreed, and they went on to meet their mother. Suddenly Bride gave a little cry of satisfaction. 'Oh, Smut's with mamma, she exclaimed. 'I'm so glad. You can walk with mamma alone then, Alie, and Smut and I will come after you.
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