The daily morning journal and courier., 1900-01-04

himself free from the infuriated grasp
 of the younger beast He might as easi-
 ly have broken steel cable as the
 strangling hold of his enraged oppon-
 ent. Then the older fighter relaxed his
 grip on the others throat, andplacing i both of his human-lige paws on the
 younger's face tried to force his head
 back.
 This brought out terrific trial of
 strength. If the old gorilla could force
 the others head back, he would be free
 and might perhaps break his enemy's s
 neck Each of the huge fighters seemed
 to know this and put forth all of his
 giant strength. Back, shoulders, arms
 and neck were called into play, the
 heavy muscles ripping up and gather
 ing into big knots. The snarling growls, which had marked the beginning of the fight had died away. Each animal was silent. A stiffness seemed to have fall
 en on the whole jungle, and the crack ling of the twigs and dry leaves seemed
 unnaturally loud as the two gigantic fighters came to the supreme struggle.
 For what was probably half min ute, but seemed an hour, the two semi- human shapes stood there putting forth every energy At last the younger fighters face was within two inches of his opponents head. The younger goril- la made a supreme effort, twisted his head suddenly and before his opponent could dodge had fastened his teeth in a death grip on the throat of the vet eran fighter.
 'The veteran was borne backward, carrying his foe down with him. Un- less he could loosen the grip on his throat he was doomed, and the old fighter knew it. Over and over the ground the two huge apes rolled, fight ing desperately, but without sound save for the shrill hissing of their breaths as it was forced from their heavy chests. The veteran of many a hard-fought jungle battle knew his own end had come.
 up to this time the battle had been founght in silence but as the old goril- la gave up the contest and felt the teeth of his antagonist sinking deeper and deeper into his throat, the pain was greater than he could bear He broke into wailing cry that echoed through the jungle. I have heard the death cry of many animals, but never a call like that of the dying gorilla. For it was not like an animal, but the wall of a man in overmastering pain, a choking half sob, half shriek. Again and again it rose up. I lifted my rifle and then lowered it, for I could not help the old gorilla and to meddle in that fight with only my light rifle meant my own death. The half human vail broke out again, but while I was standing irresolute it ceased. The fierce, hard fighting, hard biting younger gorilla had been working his way through his antagonists throat and had at last bitten through the wind pipe. The great fight was over and the of many similar contests had met the fate he had meted out to others.
 T watched the younger ape, as if fascinated while he wrecked his re- venge on the body of the dead enemy. Then with start it occurred to me that would suffer a similar fate if I stayed n that vicinity. But I had no real cause for anxiety The gorilla had other matters to think. of. The last glimpse had of the conqueror was as, with the glare of battle still in his eyes md covered from head to foot with his ,wn blood and that of his enemy, he marched off in triumph toward her for whom he fought so desperately and so vell-New York Sun.