Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-07-05
PRINCE WRITES
SOUL INTO BOOK
German Noble Says He Real
ICES His LittIenesS in Face
of Nature.

plary, giving his own account of his
sporting experiences in Europe and India
during 1910 and 1911, has just been pub
lished. The book is handsomely produced
with the princes initial and coronet en-
blazoned in gold, and is illustrated by
photographs mostly taken by the prince
or the princess.
In the preface the prince says:
In Offering these pages to the public !
feel certain embarrassment, and want
70 save my readers from false illusions.
These little sketches are simple and plain
and lay claim to no literary value. They
are loose leaves taken from the diary OF
a man who loves real hunting. and to
whom great and beautiful nature Is an
inexhaustible source of loveliness and the
Joy of life"
In describing his stay in country
house in Scotland, the prince says:
Praises English Country Houses
These English country houses are. to
my mind, the most elegant and at the
same time the most comfortable imag-
Unable. Every guest in such a house is
looked after in delightful way and this
is done in such a charming manner that
a guest is never conscious that his host
is troubling himself about him. In the
art of entertaining the English are a
genial ideal With u.s. people think it nee
essary to be always talking to a guest
He is worried to death with engagements,
pleasures and sightseeing There is moth
ing of that in England. Meals are at GER
tain hours. When the house party comes
together. If there is nothing special to do
such as a hunt, then everybody is his own
master"
The prince shows a racy style in mar
rating his first experience in elephant
hunting in Ceylon
I'VE had splashing about perspiringly
for some three quarters of an hour with
out seeing anything when we suddenly
heard a very strange noise. 1t sounded
like the dull growth of distant thunder
as we approached nearer. Our leader ex-
planned in a whisper that it was the
snoring of an elephant which was taking
its midday nap quite close to us. He was
right. After we had crept forward about
another 800 meters-( this creeping was
moreover. no trihe in view of the nature
of this close relation of pontine marsh
off the slippery ground of which we slith
cred about miserably) we saw the colos-
sus lying on his side, gray, massive, with
the head pointed toward us and fast
asleep.
Confesses Nervousness.
1T had been impressed upon me where
I should place my bullet, either from the
side on a triangle between the eye and
the ear or from in front Immediately
above the root of the trunk l knelt dowr
in the swamp and steadied myself agains
small willow or something similar.
aimed al the spot above the trunk anC
confess that | placed my finger very ner.
vously on the trigger
What happened then is indescribab Bile
the crack of the shot mingled with a kline
of earth and sea- quake and terrible
trumpeting from the so rudely awakened
old gentleman.
He had rolled himself onto his feet
l could see the place where my shot had
hit him Although too high, the shot
must have been through the oblique po-
sition of the head and it failed to strike
a vital part.
There the fellow stood puzzled and
raging only a moment, but just long
enough for Finckenstein and one of the
Englishmen, each to get in bullet, then
the wounded giant tured and crashed
away from us. There we stood with silly
faces. The Englishmen said. damn, and
we said, 'Verflucht, which is pretty much
the same thing.
Elephant Gets Away.
1T was at once clear to me that we
must follow. One of the Englishmen
however, declared straight out that he
could not agree to my going another step
further, for a wounded elephant was no
joke
I'VE replied calmly that he could re-
main behind which he decided to do, so
we all set off on the track Of the wounded
animal-this pursuit | shall never forget
in all my life.
THE underground was enormously thick
and entirely blocked the view At any
moment we might be confronted by the
wounded elephant At twenty PAGES dis
tant, if he attacked us we were lost; as TO
that. there was no doubt the ground was
slippery and covered with thorns so that
we could not deviate two steps from the
elephants track There were no large
trees
Destruction threatened us behind the
wall of brushwood, and as a matter of
fact we were almost taken by surprise.
one of the English gentlemen brushes the
curtain of creepers aside, and then | see
that he suddenly makes spasmodic signs
to me, spring forward and gesticulate
quickly to Finckenstein in front of us.
Twenty PAGES away stands the gray giant
ready for attack, the mighty ears extend
ed and trunk rolled up
I'VE opened quick hke The bullets
sailed in on him. then he turned and
went off at a jog trot.
II was in despair. All the trouble, the
excitement and the danger had been in
vain We set off again in pursuit and
for two hours more, painfully and ever
more painfully. fought our way through
thcket and swamp till at last our
strength failed. Struggling for air. each
one sat down exactly where he was. that
is to say, in the water The elephant
had more than a dozen bullets in him and
yet we never saw anything more of him =