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The only danger thought of by any of them was the zygaena but they hoped the shark might be still occupied with its late prey, and not seeking another victim. There might be another shark, or many more but for some time past one only had been seen in the neighbourhood of the boat the shark, as they supposed, which had but recently devoured the dead body of the sailor. Trusting to this conjecture, they plied the oars with all the little strength left in their arms. Still, notwithstanding their disposable full face gas mask feeble efforts, and the impediment of pulling against the wind, they were nearing the unfortunate man, surely, if burning face mask slowly. They had got over half the distance less than half a cable s length was now between the boat and the struggling swimmer. Not a shark was to be seen on the water, nor beneath it no fish of any kind nothing whatever in the sea. 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Five minutes more, and they would be close to their comrade.s skull and the position of his brain. Von Bloom at the time was under this wrong impression, and therefore committed a grand mistake. Instead of seeking a side disposable full face gas mask shot, which he could have obtained with far less trouble he decided on creeping round in front of the elephant, and firing right in the animal s face. Leaving Hendrik and Swartboy to attack him from behind, he took a circuit under cover of the bushes and at length arrived in the path the elephant was most likely to take. He had scarcely gained his position, when he disposable full face gas mask saw the huge animal coming towards him with silent and majestic tread and although the elephant only walked, half a dozen of his gigantic strides brought him close up to the ambushed hunter. As yet the creature uttered no cry but as he moved, Von Bloom could hear a rumbling gurgling sound, as of water dashing to and fro in his capacious stomach Von Bloom had taken up his position behind the trunk of a large tree. The elephant had not yet seen him, and, perhaps, would have passed on without knowing that he was there, had the hunter permitted him. The latter even thought of such a thing, for although a man of courage, the sight of the great forest giant caused him for a moment to quail. But, again, the curving ivory gleamed in his eyes again he remembered the object that had brought him into that situation he thought of his fallen fortunes of his resolve to retrieve them of his children s welfare. These thoughts resolved him. His long roer was laid over a knot in the trunk its muzzle pointed at the forehead of the advancing elephant his eye gleamed through the sights the loud detonation followed and winter face masks a cloud of smoke for a moment hid everything from his view. 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Had the enraged animal caught sight of him at that moment, it would have been all up with him but the hunter knew this, and had the coolness to remain close and quiet. Not so with.
rik, can beat me running upon ordinary occasions. I don t think you could have got quicker to that ant hill than I did. I was not a second too soon. As I clutched at the little turrets, and drew myself up, I could hear the rattle of the wildebeest s hoofs behind me, and I fancied I felt his hot breath disposable full face gas mask upon my heels. But I reached the top cone in safety and then turned and looked disposable full face gas mask down at my pursuer. I saw that he could not follow me any farther. Sharp as his horns were, I saw that I was safe out of their reach. Chapter Thirty Three. Besieged by the Bull. Well, continued Hans, after a pause, I began to congratulate myself on my fortunate escape for I was convinced that but for the ant hill I would have been trampled and gored to death. The bull was one of the largest and fiercest of his kind, and a very old one too, as I could tell by the bases of his thick black horns nearly meeting over his forehead, as well as by his dark colour. I had plenty of time to note these things. I felt that I was now safe that the wildebeest could not get near me and I sat perched upon the top of the central cone, watching his movements with perfect coolness. It is true he did everything to reach my position. A dozen times he charged up the hill, and more than once effected a lodgment among the tops of the lower turrets, but the main one was too steep for him. No wonder It, had tried my own powers to scale it. At times he came so close to me in his desperate efforts, that I could have touched his horns with the muzzle of my gun and I had prepared to give him a blow whenever I could get a good chance. I never saw a creature behave so fiercely. The fact was, that I had hit him with my bullet, the wound was there along his jaw, and bleeding freely. The pain of it maddened him but that was not the only cause of his fury, as I afterwards discovered. Well. After several unsuccessful attempts to scale the cone, he varied his tactics, and commenced butting the ant heap as though he would bring it down. He repeatedly backed, and then charged forward upon it with all his might and, to say the truth, it looked for some time as though he would succeed. Several of the lesser cones were knocked over by his powerful blows and the hard tough clay yielded before his sharp horns, used by him as inverted pickaxes. In several places I could see that he had laid open the chambers of the insects, or rather the ways and galleries that are placed in the outer crust of the hill. With all this I felt no fear. I was under the belief that he would soon exhaust his rage and go away and then I could descend without danger.of the Florence before they discussed their plans in the standing room, replied 110 Christy, as he unfastened his horse, and sprang upon his back. I have no time to spare now. There is nothing more to be done here, I believe, added Mr. Watts. Not a thing. You can ride back to the place where the Roman candles are planted, and you need not hurry about it, for the Vampire don t make more than four miles an hour. Now be particular to carry out my instructions to the letter, Mr. Watts and you can see that a great deal depends upon which signal you may have occasion to give, added the midshipman. I understand what I am to do perfectly, and I will do my duty faithfully, you may be sure, replied the steward, as he mounted his horse. Christy did not wait for him, but put his steed into a dead run on the moment. The road was only a cart path, and it was so soft that the horse s hoofs made no noise to betray his movements to the enemy. He urged the willing beast to his utmost speed, for he was as much at home in the saddle as he was in the rigging of a ship. Before the Vampire had made another eighth of a mile, he had reached the place where 111 the boat had been left for his use. disposable full face gas mask What to do with his horse was a question, for the report of the big gun would set him crazy. But he knew that the men must be at the house, and he turned the animal loose, satisfied that he would go to the stable without any guidance. Springing into the boat, he pulled to the Bellevite. At the accommodation steps, he was challenged by Sampson, who demanded like one in authority who and what he was, for the experience of the evening had greatly sharpened his wits. Who is it he demanded, in a tone which implied his intention to have a satisfactory answer. Advance and hydrocolloid face mask give the word. Give the word exclaimed Christy. I have no word to give. Then you can t come on board, replied Sampson dogmatically. I am Christy Passford, and I have not heard about any word, protested the midshipman. You can t pour molasses down my back again, replied Sampson, with a self satisfied air. Don t be a fool, Sampson, added Christy, as he climbed upon the steps, the lower part of which had been hoisted up. 112 I have been a fool once, and I don t mean to be again, replied the sentinel. On deck, there Bring a lantern out of the engine room Don t bring a lantern in sight protested Christy impatiently. What s the row there, Sampson called Paul Vapoor, mounting the rail, and looking through the darkness at the steps, down which the vigilant sentinel had descended more than half way to the water. This fellow says he is Christy Passford.Ocean, and is noted for its fierceness and voracity. Chapter Three. The Albatross. Captain Redwood and the Irishman were horrified at the sight that had passed under their eyes. So, too, were the children, who had both started up from their reclining attitude, and looked over the side of the boat. Even the impassive Malay, all his life used to stirring scenes, in which blood was often shed, could not look down into those depths, disturbed by such a tragical occurrence, without having aroused within him a sensation of horror. All of them recoiled back into the boat, staggering down upon their seats. One alone remained standing, and with an expression upon his face as if he was desirous of again beholding the sight. It was not a look that betrayed pleasure, but one grim and ghastly, yet strong and steady, as if it penetrated the profoundest depths of the ocean. It was the look of the insane sailor. If his companions had still held any lingering johnson and johnson disposable surgical face masks Before a finger could touch him he had made the fatal spring doubts about his insanity, it was sufficient to dispel them. It was the true stare of the maniac. It was not long continued. Scarce had they resumed their seats when the man, once more elevating his arms in the air, uttered another startling shriek, if possible louder and wilder than before. He had stepped upon one of the boat seats, and stood with body bent, half leaning over the gunwale, in the attitude of a diver about to make his headlong plunge. There could be no mistaking his intention to leap overboard, for his comrades could see that his muscles were strained to the effort. All three the captain, Murtagh, and the Malay suddenly rose again, and leant forward to lay hold on him. They were too late. Before a finger could touch him he had made the fatal spring and the next moment he was beneath the surface of the sea None of them felt strong enough to leap after and try to save him. In all probability, the effort would have been idle, and worse for the the face shop masks mad fancy that seemed urging him to self destruction might still influence his mind, and carry another victim into the same vortex with himself. Restrained by this thought, they stood up in the boat, and watched for his coming up again. He did so at length, but a good distance off. A breeze had been gradually springing up, and during his dive the pinnace had made some way, by drifting before it. When his head was again seen above the curling water, he was nearly a hundred yards to windward of the boat. He was not so far off as to prevent them from reading the expression upon his face, now turned toward them. It had beco.
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I was busy all the afternoon in cutting wait a bit thorns for a kraal. Totty helped me to drag them up, while Jan and Tr uuml ey looked after the flock. The animals did not stray out of the valley here, as the grass was good, and they had had enough of trotting lately. Well Totty and I got the kraal, as you see, all ready. So, when night came, we drove the flock in and, after milking the cow and getting our supper, we all went to bed. We were precious tired, and all of us slept soundly throughout the night without being disturbed. Both jackals and hyenas came around, but we knew they would not break into that kraal. Hans pointed to the circular enclosure of thorn bushes, that had been well constructed. He then proceeded with his narration In the morning we found everything right. Totty again milked the cow and we had breakfast. The flock was let out upon the grass, and so nonrebreathing face mask were the cow and the two horses. Just about midday I began to think what we were to have for dinner, for the breakfast had cleared up everything. I did not like to kill another sheep, if it could be helped. So bidding Jan and Tr uuml ey stay close by the wagon, and leaving Totty to look after the flock, I took my gun and started off in search of game. I took no horse, for I thought I saw springboks out on the plain and I would stalk them better afoot. Sure enough, there were springboks. When I got out of the valley here, and had a better view, I saw what astonished me, I can assure you. I could scarce credit my eyes. The whole plain, towards the west, appeared to be one vast crowd of animals and by their bright yellow sides, and the snow white hair on the.ks quite inaccessible to man. How could he obtain a set of them He had already formed such an intention. Where could be their breeding place His reflections were interrupted at this point, by very singular behaviour on the part of the wild hounds, and which gave him a new idea of their intelligence that quite electrified him. When the hartebeest stood to bay, and the hounds came up, Von Bloom very naturally expected to see the latter run in upon their game, and at once pull it to the ground. This he knew was their usual habit. What was his astonishment at seeing the whole pack facial cleanser standing off to one side, as if they intended to leave the antelope alone Some of them even lay down to rest themselves, while the others stood with open jaws and lolling tongues, but without showing any signs that they intended further to molest the panting quarry The field cornet could observe the situation well, for the antelope was on his disposable full face gas mask side that is, towards the disposable full face gas mask cliffs while the dogs were farther out upon the plain. 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Again the pack took station at a distance, and the hartebeest stood upon the plain alone Once more it essayed to escape, and started off with all the speed that was left in its legs the hounds as before trooping after. This time the antelope headed in a new direction, making for a point in the cliffs and as the chase now passed very near to the nwana tree, everybody had a fine view of it. The hartebeest seemed to be going faster than ever, or, at all events, the dogs did not now appear to gain upon it and the field cornet, as well as all the young people, were in hopes the poor creature would escape from its tireless pursuers. They watched the chase, until they could just see the bright body of the hartebeest afar off, appearing like a yellow spot upon the face of the rocks, but the dogs wer.