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.

BERLIN. July 5.-The book Of the
crown prince Leaves from My Hunting
Diary" giving his own account OF his
sporting experiences in Europe and India
during 1910 and 1911 has inst 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 l want
to save my readers from false illusions.
These little sketches are simple and plain
and Law 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
iEexhaustible source of loneliness 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 mag
Unable Every guest in such a house is
looked after In a delightful way, and this
is qODS III SUCH q NHdilitiB tia
a guest is never conscious that his host
ia troubling himself about him. In the
art Of entertaining the English are a
genial ideal with US, 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 al GER
tain hours. When the house party comes
together, II 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 perspiringy
for some three-quarters of an hour with
out seeing anything when we suddenly
heard a very strange noise. 1t sounded
like the duh growth Of distant thunder
as we approached nearer. Our leader ex-
plained in a whisper that IT the
snoring OF an elephant which was taking
its midday nap quito close to us He was
right After we had crept forward about
another 800 meters-(this creeping was,
moreover, no trlhe, in view of the nature
Of this close relation of a pontine marsh
OF the slippery ground of which we slith
cred about miseraby) we saw the coios-
sus lying on his side gray, massive, with
the head pointed toward us and fast
asleep.
confeeses Nervousness.
1T had been impressed upon me where
] 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. / knelt down
in the swamp and stesdied myself against
a small willow. or something similar
ahn -
confess that l placed my finger very ner-
vousiy on the trigger
"What happened then is indescribabe
the crack of the shot mingled with kind
of earth and sea-quake, and a terrible
trlmpeting from the so rudely awakened
old gentleman
He had rolled himself onto his feet
] 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 II 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 a bullet then
the wounded giant tured and crashed
away from us. There we stood with silly
faces The Engiishmen said. damn, and
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 10 my going another step
further for wounded elephant was no
joke.
1--WE 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 IL 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, l 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 a quick fire The bullets
sailed In on him, then he turned and
went on at Jog trot
Il 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
thicket and swamp til 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 dozen bullets in him and
yet we never saw anything more of him.