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Title: Hunting and hunted in the Belgian Congo
Year: 1914 (1910s)
Authors: Cooper, Reginald Davey
Subjects: Hunting -- Congo (Democratic Republic) Congo (Democratic Republic) -- Description and travel
Publisher: London, Smith, Elder
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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nly succeeded in wounding the brute,which lay flapping about the beach, endeavouring tomake for the water, which it managed to reach almost atthe same moment that I let go with the left barrel. Atthis it turned over on its back and remained motionlessin the shallow water. I was all excitement to get at it,but the boatmen pointed out the impossibility of doingso without running a great risk. As the water was quiteshallow it would be out of the question to try to reachthe beach with the boat at that point, so we left thecarcase, intending to get it later on returning by terrafirma. After landing on the shore, however, we hadsuch sport shooting others, that it was only just beforesundown that we remembered about it. Four boys weresent out, but they returned to say that the brute hadvanished leaving only a thin trail of blood on the sand.Apparently others had dragged it off. We had onlybeen using some old black powder ammunition that wekept for practice work, which of course lacked the 42
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THE ALBERT NYANZA penetration and smashing power of cordite. Crocodilesabounded, the water was alive with them. We gotbehind two small bushes, when presently up came thesnouts of half a dozen or so, floating idly on the surfaceof the water. Both guns rang out, and only a dullreddish tinge was to be seen on the expanding circles ofwater. After a few minutes another emerged from thewater and sank its belly into the hot sand on the beach.Bang ! bang ! in the still air over the Nile, the brutewas sent reeling, its tail lashing the sand which rose ina cloud, the huge jaws snapping furiously. When itsfrantic struggles subsided we closed in on it. The boygot a stout branch and prepared to thrust it into thehuge mouth, but there was no need for this as one bullethad entered just behind the eye, and the other foundits billet behind the shoulder. The measurement wasa little over nine feet six. Shortly afterwards we hadtwo more. Lying down on the sand we potted at thenumerous snouts that appeare

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