r. The next morning Mr Harvey, accompanied by the
three native hunters and the greater portion of the others, started in
pursuit of the elephants.

Dick, after sitting for some time with Tom, took his gun and wandered
round near the camp, shooting birds. As the sun got high, and the heat
became fiercer and fiercer, he returned to camp, and had just taken off
his coat and sat down by the side of Tom when he heard shouts of terror
outside the tent.

Running out to see what was the matter, he saw the natives in a state of
wild terror. They pointed across the plain, and Dick, to his
astonishment and alarm, saw a great elephant approaching at a rapid
trot, with his trunk in the air and his ears extended to the fullest.
He recognised at once the bull which had charged them on the previous
day. The natives were now flying in all directions. Dick shouted to
them to stand and get their muskets, but his words were unheeded; he ran
to the tent, seized the long-bore gun which he had carried the day
before and also that of Tom, and charged them both hastily, but coolly.

"What on earth is it all about?" Tom asked.

"It is the elephant again, Tom; lie quiet, whatever you do; you cannot
run away, so lie just as you are."

Then with a gun in each hand Dick ran out of the tent again. The
elephant was now but a hundred yards away. Dick climbed into a waggon
standing in the line on which he was coming, knelt down in the bottom
and rested the muzzle on the side, standing up and waving his arm before
he did so, so as to attract the attention of the elephant. The great
beast saw him, and trumpeting loudly came straight down at him; Dick
knelt, as steady as a rock, with the sight of the gun upon the
elephant's forehead.

When he was within twenty yards Dick drew the trigger, and, without
waiting to see the result, snatched up and levelled the second gun. The
elephant had staggered as he was hit, and then, as with a great effort,
he pulled himself together and again moved forward, but with a stumbling
and hesitating step; taking steady aim again, Dick fired when the
elephant's trunk was within a yard of the muzzle of his gun, and then
springing to his feet, leapt on the opposite side of the waggon and took
to his heels.

After running a few steps, he glanced back over his shoulder, and then
ceased running; the elephant was no longer in sight above the waggon,
but had fallen an inert mass by its side.

"All right, Tom!" Dic