The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1909-04-01
GETTING A GORILLA.
Story of q Vicious Struggle in the
African Jungle.

Capt. Fritz Duquesne, the Boer
ivory hunter, was commissioned by a
German naturalist society to capture
one of each species of African quad
rumana. He was entirely successful
in the work, except that he could OBJ
tain no gorilla. Finally pigmy
pointed out portion Of the dark
Jungle in which gorilla had been
seen.
For four days." continues the
captain, 1--WE camped in this hotbed
of disease. Beaters went out in all
directions searching for the gorilla.
At last some deep, wide scratches
were found on a cluster of vines. On
close examination the unmistakable
hair of the gorilla was found on
broken twig. After some hours we
found the tree where the gorilla
lived. We could tell it by the greasy
appearance Of the bark, made so by
the repeated rubbing of the gorilla 8
body. We could tell by the fresh
marks, with sap still wet, that the
animal had recently ascended the
tree. The scratches were short and
deep, showing that it had lifted
itself up and not slid down, which
would have made long, shallow
scratch.
eve spread strong net around
the tree in circle sloping upward on
the outer side. Around the top OF
the net there were drawn ropes from
four directions held by half dozen
natives hidden, in the bush. These
were to bring the top OF the net to-
gether and thus bag our game.
after waiting some hours the
leaves above rustled and then opened
as a six-foot male gorilla descended
unsuspectingly and entered the trap.
I signaled, the four ropes were pull
ed at once, and we had our animal
for q moment. He roared in fury,
twisting, jumping and biting the rope
into pieces. The natives were pulled
about like dolls as he tried to reach
first one, and then another. The pro-
lessor jumped about in excitement,
trying to focus a camera on the In
furiated animal.
eat last the mighty arms OF the
gorilla broke hole through the net
and he tore the rest from him as
though it were a rotten rag. Most OF
the natives fed in dismay. The pro-
fessor dropped his camera and tried
to escape; in a moment the gorilla
> grasped him in his terrible hands:
81 seized my rifle and tired IN the
air to frighten the animal. In my po-
sition 1 could not shoot at him with
ont hitting my friend. For moment
the gorilla stood still, holding the
now unconscious man as though he
we're a baby, the brute's lips drawn
hack from his glistening teeth.
thrust another cartridge in my rlne.
As I did so there was buzz IN the
air and an arrow, shot by a native
nierced the gorilla's side. A roar
burst from his red threat and he
dropped his victim. Like flash, pe-
fore I could shoot, native sprang
! from the leaves, and, ha'f throwing
half thrusting, drove an issegal into
the gorilla's heart. With i. groan the
brute fell dead.
"Examining the professor, l found
that his right. arm was broken ana
that some of his ribs were crusnea
into his lungs. We gave up the eHort
to get a live gorilla, and, placing the
injured man in hammock, carried
him back toward the east coast. he
!; died on the road. Out on the veidt
beside a native village lonely little
slab marked Carl Bloch sticks up
above the grass. Hunting is not all
exciting adventure and laughing VIC
tory. It has it's tears, like other
things. .''-Harper's