At any rate it was a beast of the elephant tribe which I judged to be nearly twenty feet high, with enormous curving tusks.
The point of the vision was that I recognized myself among those hairy jabberers, not by anything outward and visible, but by something inward and spiritual.

Moreover, I was being urged by a female of the race, I can scarcely call her a woman, to justify my existence by tackling the mammoth in her particular interest, or to give her up to someone who would.

In the end I tackled it, rushing forward with a weapon, I think it was a sharp stone tied to a stick, though how I could expect to hurt a beast twenty feet high with such a thing is more than I can understand, unless perhaps the stone was poisoned.
At any rate the end was sudden.

I threw the stone, whereat a great trunk shot out from between the tusks and caught me.

Round and round I went in the air, reflecting as I did so, for I suppose at the time my normal consciousness had not quite left me, that this was my first encounter with the elephant Jana, also that it was very foolish to try to oblige a female regardless of personal risk....
All became dark, as no doubt it would have done, but presently, that is after a lapse of a great many thousands of years, or so it appeared to me, light grew again.