WHEN THE PIG CHARGED HOME.
A JUNGLE STORY.
John was staying with me at Muttra, and wc had gone to sonic larg< jungles round Dteg, in Bhurtpore and with a long line of elephants and beaters were trying to force th( pig through into the open countrj beyond. The juagie itself was fairlj open., with big trees, clumps oi bushes, open glades, and good grass and alive with black buck and pig.
It was an impossible jungle ir which to kill pig, but John and soni' other bold spirits rather laughed at me when I told them so, and getting excited at the sight of the big boars and the many sounders on the movi in front of them, they dashed off ir wild pursuit. I came quietly along with the line of beaters on my pony with my horse and spear behind me Very shortly after they had started. and when they were about a hun dred yards in front of me, I sav John in an open space standing under the shade of a tree on Fop on whom I had mounted him, facinj towards us.
At the. same instant I caught si'ghl of a very heavy boar about fiftj yards from him on his left, and coming straight down towards him. The boar, not having seen him, was coming leisurely along with his ear: pricked, listening to the row whict was going on.
I whistled cautiously and pointed in the direction of the boar. . Johr caught sight of him, and turned Foj round with his head towards the boar, but fetood still.
At the same second the boar go! sight of them, and without a mo ment's • hesitation put his ears back jumped into a gallop, and charged John leaned a little forward ovei Fop's right shoulder with his deadly short spear, butj other wise neithei of them stirred.
The pig charged home right on to John's spear, which, from the im petus, buried itself deep between his shoulders, and the pig turned ovei on his side, dead.
It happened as quickly as if he had been shot through the head with a bullet ; the boar dropped oxactlj as a bull does to the well-deliverec stroke of a skilful matador in thi bull-ring ; and it was to my mine the coolest and finest performance of man and horse, with a heavy boai that I have ever seen, and shows what a cool man and a staunci horse are, and what a determined animal an old boar is.—"Blackwood's Magazine."
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King Country Chronicle, Volume VI, Issue 434, 27 January 1912, Page 2
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421WHEN THE PIG CHARGED HOME. King Country Chronicle, Volume VI, Issue 434, 27 January 1912, Page 2
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