y Heart; and they believed
she was a Devil, rather than a mortal Thing. _Caesar_ had often said, he
had a Mind to encounter this Monster, and spoke with several Gentlemen
who had attempted her; one crying, I shot her with so many poison'd
Arrows, another with his Gun in this Part of her, and another in that;
so that he remarking all the Places where she was shot, fancy'd still he
should overcome her, by giving her another Sort of a Wound than any had
yet done; and one Day said (at the Table), 'What Trophies and Garlands,
Ladies, will you make me, if I bring you home the Heart of this ravenous
Beast, that eats up all your Lambs and Pigs?' We all promis'd he should
be rewarded at our Hands. So taking a Bow, which he chose out of a great
many, he went up into the Wood, with two Gentlemen, where he imagin'd
this Devourer to be. They had not pass'd very far into it, but they
heard her Voice, growling and grumbling, as if she were pleas'd with
something she was doing. When they came in View, they found her muzzling
in the Belly of a new ravish'd Sheep, which she had torn open; and
seeing herself approach'd, she took fast hold of her Prey with her fore
Paws, and set a very fierce raging Look on _Caesar_, without offering to
approach him, for Fear at the same Time of loosing what she had in
Possession: So that _Caesar_ remain'd a good while, only taking Aim, and
getting an Opportunity to shoot her where he design'd. 'Twas some Time
before he could accomplish it; and to wound her, and not kill her, would
but have enrag'd her the more, and endanger'd him. He had a Quiver of
Arrows at his Side, so that if one fail'd, he could be supply'd: At
last, retiring a little, he gave her Opportunity to eat, for he found
she was ravenous, and fell to as soon as she saw him retire, being more
eager of her Prey, than of doing new Mischiefs; when he going softly to
one Side of her, and hiding his Person behind certain Herbage, that grew
high and thick, he took so good Aim, that, as he intended, he shot her
just into the Eye, and the Arrow was sent with so good a Will, and so
sure a Hand, that it stuck in her Brain, and made her caper, and become
mad for a Moment or two; but being seconded by another Arrow, she fell
dead upon the Prey. _Caesar_ cut her open with a Knife, to see where
those Wounds were that had been reported to him, and why she did not die
of 'em. But I shall now relate a Thing that, possibly, will find no
Credit among Men; because