We photographed him from all angles, after which he was disinterred and exposed to full view.

He had certainly died happy.

He had literally eaten himself to death, and his body was so distended from gorging that it was as round as a ball.

Colonel Roosevelt also photographed it, so that there will be no lack of evidence if the incident ever reaches the controversial stage.
The third cow killed by Colonel Roosevelt was too small for the group, so the skin was divided up as souvenirs of the day.

We each got a foot, fifteen square feet of skin, and one of the ears was saved for the colonel.
We then started on the long two hours' ride back to the Roosevelt camp, arriving there at a few minutes before one o'clock.