We followed his tracks for a few hundred yards through the wood, till we suddenly emerged upon a large tract of high lemon grass.

Into this, our cunning foe had retreated, and with my decreased powers of locomotion, I did not wish to pursue him farther.

I was at length persuaded by Banda to make a trial, and we accordingly left the track, and pushed our way through the high grass to some rising ground, from which we could look over the surface of waving vegetation, and find out the exact position of the elephant.

While forcing our way through the dense mass, I momentarily expected to hear the rush of the rogue charging down upon us, and I was glad to find myself at length safe in the position we had steered for.
Upon scanning the surface of the grass, I distinguished the elephant immediately; he was standing close to the edge of the jungle in the high grass facing us, at about 150 yards distant.

He was a picture of intense excitement and attention, and was evidently waiting for us.