The Adventures of Gerard: The Lion Killer, Comprising a History of His Ten Years' Campaign Among the Wild Animals of Northern Africa

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Derby & Jackson, 1856 - 432 Seiten
 

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Seite 276 - I anxiously contemplated. than the most beautiful sunshine, illumined the scene, and again showed me the lion, still standing in the same place. I saw him the better because he was so much raised above me ; and he loomed up proudly magnificent, standing as he was in majestic repose, with his head high in air, and his flowing mane undulating in the wind and falling to his knees. It was a black lion, of noble form and the largest size.
Seite 275 - Up to this time, the heavens had been serene, and the moon clear ; but soon clouds gathered in the west, and came scudding past before a warm sultry wind ; and a little later, the sky was all overcast, the moon disappeared, and the thunder rolled round us in heavy peals, announcing a coming tempest. Then the rain fell in torrents, and, drenching my companion, he awoke, and we consulted for a moment about returning.
Seite 277 - ... was a black lion, of noble form and the largest size. As he presented his side to me, I aimed just behind his shoulder, and fired. I heard a fierce roar of mingled pain and rage echoing up the hills with the report of my gun, and then from under the smoke I saw the lion bounding upon me.
Seite 276 - While I was turning slowly round, in order to take better aim, without being seen by the animal, a cloud shut out the moon. I was seated with my left elbow on my knee, my rifle at my shoulder, watching, by turns, the lion, that I only recognized as a confused mass, and the passing cloud, the extent of which I anxiously contemplated.
Seite 280 - Don't be afraid; he only harms the lion; he is our friend and brother." 17. I can say, with all sincerity, that there were no voices BO sweet as those which named my mother's name, that asked me her age, and when I had left her, if I ever heard from her now when far away, if I wanted to see her, and if she were ever coming to their country; and that ended their questions by invoking a thousand blessings on her honored head. THE FIFTH READER.
Seite 331 - ... muscle of his face ; the tip of his tail trembles ; he has seen the spahi uniform, but he has not yet recognised his old master. In the meantime his anxious glance was surveying me from head to foot, as if he was striving to recall some remembrance. I came close to him, and, unable longer to contain my emotion, I stretched out my hand to him through the bars of his cage. " This was indeed a truly touching moment for me and for all those present. Without ceasing to devour me with his eyes, Hubert...
Seite 275 - ... About one o'clock in the morning, my Arab friend, little accustomed to these night watches, pleaded guilty to being very sleepy, and stretched himself out behind me, where, to do him justice, he slept most soundly. I know many brave men who would not have done as much, while lying in wait for a lion.
Seite 22 - ANYWAY (By David Reed) Standing in the wilds of East Africa, he looks, every inch of him. like a prehistoric monster. He is five and a half feet high at the shoulder and 12 feet from the tip of his nose to the root of the tail. Two lance-like horns, one much longer than the other, jut from his enormous head. He weighs more than a ton. He looks stolid but he is a nervous wreck, with a nasty, unpredictable temper. If he senses your presence, often as not he will charge, thundering straight at you like...
Seite 16 - ... In about an hour a large lion, as black as a wild boar, stepped out of the forest and stood in the full moonlight on the other side of the clearing. The lioness raised herself to go to him, but the lion, divining her intent, rushed before her and marched straight at his adversary. With step measured and slow, they approached to within a dozen paces of each other — their great heads high in air, their tails slowly sweeping down the grass that grew around them. They crouched to the earth —...
Seite 16 - ... combatants cracked under their powerful jaws, their talons strewed the grass with entrails, and painted it red with blood, and their roarings, now guttural, now sharp and loud, told their rage and agony. At the beginning of the contest, the lioness crouched herself on her belly, with her eyes fixed upon the gladiators, and all the while the battle raged, manifested by the slow catlike motion of her tail, the pleasure she felt at the spectacle. When the scene closed, and all was quiet and silent...

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