I had found the same fruit in the stomach of some others which I had killed.

Two shots caused this animal to loose his hold, but he hung for a considerable time by one hand, and then fell flat on his face and was half buried in the swamp.

For several minutes he lay groaning and panting, while we stood close around, expecting every breath to be his last.

Suddenly, however, by a violent effort he raised himself up, causing us all to step back a yard or two, when, standing nearly erect, he caught hold of a small tree, and began to ascend it.

Another shot through the back caused him to fall down dead.