The Worthington advance., 1900-03-23

ing dragged it on 10 the opposite bank.
were devouring it and growing be-
tween whiles. But was not satisfied,
for had never before heard q lion
without recognizing the sound be-
yond all doubt, whereas in this case T
had many doubts. ~
Later on we heard renewed crash
ahg among the reeds, and grunts /
failed to recognize. That's no lion,"
J. said; 'buffaloes would never con-
tinue moving about and feeding con-
tentedly in the reeds close to where
lion had attacked them. believe
it's n troop of elephants" I ordered
the boys to remain quiet. and keep the
fires low, as it was evident some big
beasts were advancing in our direc-
tion. \ quarter of an hour later and
the question as to their identity was
decided. as the slumbering forest rang
with the shrill, trumpet-likc notes Of
an elephant; then a brief pause, dur
ing which the echoes still vibrated on
the calm night air, and once more
pealed forth the shrill, defiant chal-
lenge. How that sound electrifies a
camp, and what thrill Of excitement
it sends through the heart of the hunt
er! The grand music of the lions voice
has it's special and unequaled charms,
but it silences u camp in Il wonderful
way. The boys cluster round the fires.
speaking with bated breath, and glanc-
ing fearfully behind and around them
into the darkness or the deceptive
moonlight. as they strive to make the
dying fires blaze up, hardly daring to
look one another in the face if the beast
be close ut hand. But the shrill chal-
lenge of an elephant excites and ex-
hilarates, for every one realizes that
mighty though his strength is, huge
his bulk and loud his voice, yet the
merest child need not fear. To slip int o
my tent for two rifles and ammunition
and back into the fire smoke to await
events, was the work of moment;
and how anxiously l watched that
wavering smoke as it blew sometimes
straight across the river, then in the
opposite direction, responsive to the
shifting currents! The elephants were
still leisurely feeding toward us, the
bulk keeping in the reeds and the bed
of the stream, but few apparently
moving through the forest on the
other side, still had hopes that as the
bank on our side was above the stream,
fortune might favor us, and the ele-
plants come within sight, so that /
might have the novel experience of
tackling them by moonlight.
We had not long now to wait, for
every moment the crashing of reeds
and branches as the huge animals
passed through became louder, till at
last we could hear the splashing OF
the water as they walked down the
stream. some collecting it in their
trunks, throwing it over their bodies
and blowing through their trunks witt,
sharp. rafting sound. AS I took up
| my position on the bank in the shadow
of tent and trees. with my ten-bore
rifle at hand, and my double metford--
on to which I had slipped the enamel
sight-on my knees, there enters the
first of vast troop of mighty crea.
lures. With my eyes fixed on the spot
among the moonlit reeds, which
stretched away like silver band BE-.
tween the somber forest, where tn.
constant crushing and deep rumbling
indicated the advance of the elephants,
I marked the waving of the lofty
stems. among whose feathered heads
several black. sinuous objects, twist
ing and twining about like great
snakes. were visible. Then from the
stream bed rose dark mass and stood
on high sandbank, huge figure,
deep black in the shadows. glistening
gray in the high lights, with two small
points of white where the moonligh,
shone on the tusks. She was only an
ordinary-sized cow, but in the spectral
light she looked like monster, stand.
ing for some moments with trunk up-
lifted testing the air. then outstretch.
ing it in front Of her she sounded a
low call. heard doubtless by every mem.
ber of the troop. and simultaneously
all moved forward.
The scene becomes grand beyond
words. One by one, and in compact
black and gray masses, the huge crea.
lures seem to glide into view. till the
whole stream-bed is alive with their
massive forms, and their gray shad.
ows pass across the open moonlit
spaces in the otherwise dense forest
on the other bank, while the whole air
is full of deeply reverberating sounds
and the cracking of the reeds and
crash of the branches fall sharp and
| clear on the eur. Once when the lead.
ing elephants were abreast of the
camp a trumpet, loud and clear, rang
out from among the dark masses q
hundred yards back in the reeds, the
forest caught up the sound and car.
ried it to the stony slopes of the Piri
and thence to the gorge-rifted heights
OF the range. which reechoed it in ever.
softening cadences. I seemed to live
IL lifetime In that brief hour during
which these mighty creatures visited
our moonlight encampment, and
felt when all was over that there was
nothing more to live for.-From Sport
in East Central Africa.
| Search for Extinct Monster.
The party of geologists, paleontolo
gists and botanists who were invited
last summer by the Union Pacific Rail
road company to visit and explore the
fossil fields of Wyoming, spent 40 days
in the rocky wilderness. Within q