kicking and was dead long before we reached home. What a huge brute he was, and what a magnificent head! I shall never believe that an animal could be so splendid! His horns were perfect and my hands could not even meet around them at the base. Then he raised his head it has set me back, with such a feeling of satisfaction, made a thrill of delight, let set the blood rushing through my body. It was the most wonderful trophy of a sportsman's life. They, of course I wanted to know what had happened at my first shot. The wound was then upon his right cheek. My first bullet had gone high struck him in that corner after mouth, and emerged a few inches further on. The second a painful wounded but by no means fatal out the rain head would not have been lying there had some strange impulse directed him back again to see what had so badly stung him. The second ball had been centred in his neck as if in the bull's eye of a target, and had done its work as I knew it would be done. There is no argument with a man whicher bullet well placed.