Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1893-09-14

is face, the planter gave himself up fol
a lost man and shouted for help. which
was even then on its way TO him. Mr.
| Thurman, WHO had been hunting SOUR
relS, had heard the succession of rapid
scts and fearing something was wrong
in the quarter from which il came
was making his way thither, when be
was further alarmed to hear the squeal-
ing of angry hogs and the cries for
| help from human being. He broke
into run, arriving in time 10 see
Major WhiteSide borne down by a
swarm OF bristling hogs, though still
hgntlng with a fragment of his gun.
Mr.. Thurman rushed to his neighbours
rescue and scattered the hogs with a
sweeping blow of his weapon. They
fell back long enough to allow him
TO raise the Major, who was bleeding
profusely from cash in his cheek, and
who was SO dizzy from the loss of
blood that he could only lean against
the tree and watch the combat before
him and kick off such of the hogs as
still paid him their attention. Mr..
Thurman, realizing that his life and
that of the man behind him depended
on the telling of every shot he carried,
here drew his pistol, for the gun being
loaded with only small squirrel shot
was well nigh unserviceabie at close
encounter, and fired close to every
blunt head that approached him.
This exposed him to attacks from the
sides and the rear, but taking his time
he gave all a fair chance of partaking
of the grapes he carried, and delivered
each fire with precision and deadly
execution. He was soon surrounded
by a fortified ton of carCaSeS, and be
fore this the hogs began to give back,
and all at once the leader, a boar so
Old as to be gray about the neck and
back, but still the most ferociOus of the
ers evidently understood, for they
suddenly left the attack and, wheel
ing about, made for the depths of the
woods, pursued by Mr.. Thurman's fire.
Determined to get this hoary old rascal,
the gentleman ran after him and de-
He attempted to rise again, but could
only plunge forward Intellectually,
bowling with despair and fury and
tearing up the ground with his tuSks.
AS. Mr.. Thurman bent over him to
place the pistol to his ear, he turned
and tried to bite his enemy in the face,
and, though failing in this, frustrated
the aim of the weapon so as to send
the ball through the thick skin of the
forehead instead Of through his skull.
He again attempted to bite, and this
time succeeded in catching his antagOn-
lists arm in his mouth, but before the
long, pointed teeth could do more than
close upon the flesh, tearing it slightly,
a bullet through the head put it out of
is power to infict further damage.
This last had come from Major White
side, who, seeing his companions dan
ger, had secured the gun he had drop
ped on going after the big boar, and
arm, had ended the affair by his time
ly shot
So many of the hogs had been killed
that the ground about was slippery
with blood. The slain in all numbered
something over forty. The following
day large party was organized by the
planters about and the woods cleared
of the dangerous creatures, though the
Major was suffereing too much from his
numerous injuries to make one of the
party.