After a short but violent struggle, the buck yielded up his spirit.

He was a noble fellow, and pluck to the last.
Having secured his horns to a bush, lest he should be washed away by the torrent, I examined the dogs.

Smut was wounded in two places, but not severely, and Cato had just recovered his senses, but was so bruised as to move with great difficulty.

In addition to this, he had a deep wound from the buck's horn under the shoulder.
The great number of elk at the Horton plains and the open character of the country, make the hunting a far more enjoyable sport than it is in Newera Ellia, where the plains are of much smaller extent, and the jungles are frightfully thick.

During a trip of two months at the Horton Plains, we killed forty-three elk, exclusive of about ten which the pack ran into and killed by themselves, bringing home the account of their performances in distended stomachs.