Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1889-02-16
AN ELEPHANTS RAGE.
A Hunters hair Breadth Escape From an
Angry "Tusker."

Angry "Tusker."
Run, run, sahibs the tusker has
gone must [madl. He has broken
loose"
We all started to our feet. George
had just gone down to the bank Of the
river to where the cooking was going
on, which lay nearer the mad ele-
plants picket. By this time the ter
ror-strickcn servants were flying in al
directions The huge brut with in
finite cunning, had all along been
making mighty efforts to wrench up
the stake to which he was bound. This
at last he had succeeded in doing.
With the first desperate bound, or
lurch forward, the heavy ankle chains.
frayed and worn in one link, had
snapped a5under; and with the huge
stake trail NJ after him, he charged
down on the camp with a shrilI
trumpeting scream of maddened ex-
element and savage fury. The men
with the spears waited not for the onset.
One poor fellow bending over his pot
of rice, try NJ to blow the smoldcring
ember5 of h fire into flame, was
seized by the long flexible trunk of the
Infatuated brute, and had but time to
utter the te ribie death scream which
had startled Us, ere his head was
smashed like al egg shell on the
powerful knee of the maddened mon
ster. He next made a rush at the
horses that. excited and frightened BY
the clamor around them, were strain
ing at their ropes, and buried his lone
blunt tusks in the quivering aanks OF
one poor Cab)0lee horse that had
struggled in vain to get free
All this was the work Of a moment.
Poor George, who WIS bending over
some stew ian, wherein was simmer
ing some delicacy of his own concoc-
ton was not aware of the suddenly
altered aspect of affairs, till the huge
towering bulk Of the elephant was
Utmost over him. Another instant
ISI he would have shared the fate OF
the hapless mahout, had he not. with
admirable presence of mind, delivered
the Kissing hot stew, with quick dex-
terity and precision, full in the Canine
mouth of the furious brute. His next
sensation, however, was that of fvino
through the air, as the brute, with
one swing of his mighty trunk. pro-
PEELED him on his aerial flight, and he
fell souse in the middle of the strear,
with the sauce pan still tightly
clutched in his hand.
Over the river we could see tho in.
turlated brute, who had thus scattered
US, in perfect frenzy of rage. knee1.
ing on the shapeless heap of cloth
turn ture, poles and ropes, and DIGGING
his tusks, with savage fury, into the
hangings and canvass, in the very
abandonment of mad, ua1ontrollahls
rage. We had little dortt but tbat
poor Mae lay crushed to death
'mothereG beneath tha wight OF the
oonderous animal, or mangled out OF
all likeness to humanity by the ter
-lble tusks that we could see fiashino
IN the clear moonlight. 1t seemed an
age this agony of suspense. We held
our breaths, and dared not look into
each others faces. Every thing showed
as clear as if ii had been day. We saw
the elephant tossing the strong canvas
canopy about as dog would worry a
door-mat. Thrust after thrust was
made by the tusks into the folds Of
cloth. Raising his huge trunk the
brute would scream in the very frenzy
Of his wrath, and at last, after wba,