The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1912-05-31

"','' snort time IN captivity II often happens
this way
party Of MS went out one Sunday after lions
ma adopted the novel method NJ riding them
do"n ON ponyback We had not been out long
before We put up" big tawny fellow and imme.
dlat'ly gave chase There were four of MS In
the party and We soon rounded the lion up In
hho shape While one OF us fired at him In the
open plain with revolver. wuundlng him badly.
he came 10 bay. cnwng mp the earth In huge
patches with his claws and emitting terrifying
roars.
We closed In upon him from all sides. having
much ado In getting our ponies to face the nm.
usual situation one mnn rode In close and fred
NJ him with revolver. The lion was wounded
MORALLY for the second time. but sprang saw.
agey at him and seized him by the leg. We
were Mortified TO see the lion drag him IN his
pony to the ground and rode forward to the res.
cue We killed the lion over his body and
saved his life, but unfortunately our efforts were
unayalllng for. aftcr living through an agony
OF torture for week or more, he died from gan
creme poisoning
That II the first and only case whore the hunt.
ers have suffered from this new and inygoratng
form Of sport II beats pigstcking as an eXcit'
ing form Of sport and Is Infinitely more enervat.
ing than shooting lions by approved methods Of
hunting There Ia something In the wild ride
and the attendant risk which Ia altogether fasci.
mating and Irresistible for most men who have
once tried this method Of lion.huntng.
Quite n number Of lions have fallen victims
IN the neld AS the result OF TINS new plan OF at
tack In fact the game warden has no less than
four lions TO his credit from this method Of kill.
ing atone. 10 say nothing Of the numbers which
have fallen to his rife by the accepted form OF
staying
In the Sotik counUy one day trailing
out TO inspect a detachment Of my force who
were on outpost duty. was alone, about
hours march ahead Of my porters and escort and
II being very hot I decided TO sit and rest until
my caravan came up with me saw large and
shady bush n short distance from my trail and
decided that this would he very suitable spot
To rest went over 10 II and threw myself un.
der its welcome shade Then took satisfy.
ing drink from my waterbottle and filled my
pipe | must have sat there for over an hour,
smoking and thinking Of what should do when
! reached London for my six months holiday.
which was within measurable distance
thought OF no danger and smoked and built
castles In the air In due course my porters
hove In sight and as they approached they began
10 sing Justify Suddenly from behind me some.
thing big moved There was an lnstnnts swish.
ing Of the grass and the cracking Of twlgs and
then 10 and behold, BIG black'mnned lion bound,
ed away from the other side Of the bushl was
too Rstonshed to fire and could only stare after
IT, opcn.mouthed with establishment
do not know to this day what had really
happened, but I suspect that the lion had been
asleep In the shade on the other side Of the bush,
As unaware OF my presence as WAS Of his II
was certainly a remarkable experience and q
lauEhahle one, although, In all conscience. II
might have ended very differently My native
porters and servants were hrmly convinced that
had the evil eye and therefore the lion would not
attack me Nothing could shake their faith In my
power over the king Of beasts" n I had known
Of the proximity Of this wonderfully fine speci.
men should certainly not have sat down and
smoked so unconcernedly beside the thornbu
At Muhoroni station in the Nyando valley
near Lake Victoria IN the latter part " 1904
was taking stroll ont from the camp when the
sun had cooled on In the evening VI knew that
no lions were ever seen In this vicinity and so
did not bother TO take a gun with me My sport
Ing little foNtcrrer "Mlcky Dooan," kept me
company
! turned my footsteps toward small stream
about mile and half from the camp On ar
rival at the banks Of the almost dredup river
stood FOR n while watching a young reed buck
gamboling with It's mother Micky Dooan chased
imaginary rats with deep content Suddenly the