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Our ancestors believed that he could fascinate any one with his glance, lure them after him, and then devour them that he changed his sex every year that he could transform himself into a comely youth, and thus beguile young maidens off into the woods to be eaten up that he could imitate the human voice perfectly that it was his custom to conceal himself near a house, listen until the name of one of the family should be mentioned, then call out as if for assistance, pronouncing the name he had heard, and imitating the cries of one in distress. This would bring out the person called, who of course on reaching the spot would find only a fierce hyena ready to devour him Strange as it may seem, all these absurd stories were once very generally believed, and, strange as it may seem in me to say, not one of them but has some foundation. Exaggerated as they are, they all owe their origin to natural facts. At present I shall refer to only two of these. There is a peculiarity about the glance of the hyena that has given birth to the notion of his possessing the power to charm or fascinate, although I never heard of his luring any one to destruction by it there is a peculiarity about the animal s voice that might well gain him credit for imitating the human voice, for the simple reason that the former bears a very near resemblance to the latter. I do not say that the voice of the hyena is like the ordinary human voice, but there are some voices it does exactly resemble. I am acquainted with several people who have hyena voices. In fact, one of the closest imitations of a human laugh is that of the spotted hyena. No one can hear it, hideous as it is, without being amused at its close approximation to the utterance of a human being. There is a dash of the maniac in its tones, and it reminds me.icious circumstance, as elephants usually go, from two to twenty, or even fifty, in a herd. The traces of ruin he had left behind him, his immense spoor, all seemed to mark him out as one of these fierce creatures. That such existed face mask for sleeping in that district they already had evidence. Swartboy alleged that the one killed by the rhinoceros was of this class, else he would not have attacked the latter as he had done. There was a good deal of probability in this belief of the Bushman. Under these impressions, then, it is less to be wondered, that our bullet proof face mask hunters felt some apprehensions of danger from the game they were pursuing. The spoor grew fresher and fresher. The hunters saw trees turned bottom upward, the roots exhibiting the marks of the elephant s teeth, and still wet with the saliva from his vast how long does disposable mask last mouth. They saw broken branches of the mimosas giving out their odour, that had not had time to waste itself. They concluded the game could not be distant. They rounded a point of timber the Bushman being a little in the advance. Suddenly Swartboy stopped and fell back a pace. He turned his face upon his companions. His eyes rolled faster than ever but, although his lips appeared to move, and his tongue to wag, he was too excited to give utterance to a word. A volley of clicks and hisses came forth, but nothing articulate The others, however, did not require any words to tell them what was meant. They knew that Swartboy intended to whisper that he had seen da oliphant so both peeped silently around the bush, and with their own eyes looked upon the mighty quadruped. Chapter 3m disposable isocyanate mask Twenty Nine. A rogue Elephant. The elephant was standing in a grove of mokhala trees. These, unlike the humbler mimosas, have tall naked stems, with heads of thick foliage, in form resembling an umbrella or parasol. Their pinnate leaves of delicate green are the favourite food of the giraffe, hence their botanical appellation of Acacia giraffae and hence also their common name among the Dutch hunters of cameel doorns camel thorns. The tall giraffe, with his prehensile lip, raised nearly twenty feet in the air, can browse upon these trees without difficulty. Not so the elephant, whose trunk cannot reach so high and the latter would often have to imitate the fox in the fable, were he not possessed of a means whereby he can bring the tempting morsel within reach that is, simply by breaking down the tree. This his vast strength enables him to do, unless when the trunk happens to be one of the largest of its kind. When the eyes of disposable respirator mask bulk smoke filter our hunters first rested upon the elephant, he was standing by the head of a prostrate mok.
r sounds, causing the forest to echo, and the very leaves to quake. Then follows a confused roaring, mingled with the noise winter half face mask of cracking branches, and the struggles of the mighty brute where he lies kicking his giant limbs along the earth, in the agonies of death The hunters remain in the tree. They see that the elephant is down that he is impaled. There will be no need for their 3m disposable isocyanate mask puny weapons. Their game has already received the death wound. The struggle is of short duration. The painful breathing that precedes death is heard issuing from the long proboscis and then follows a deep ominous silence. The hunters leap down, and approach the prostrate body. They see that it still lies upon the terrible chevaux de frise, where it had fallen. The stakes have done their work most effectively. The elephant breathes no more. He is dead It was the work of an hour to cut out those splendid tusks. But our hunters thought nothing of that and they were only the more pleased to find each of them a heavy load as much as a man could carry Von Bloom shouldered one, Swartboy the other while Hendrik loaded himself with 3m disposable isocyanate mask the guns and implements and all three, leaving the carcass of the dead elephant behind them, returned triumphantly to camp. Chapter Thirty Seven. The Wild Asses of Africa. Notwithstanding the success of the day s hunt the mind of Von Bloom was not at rest. They had bagged their game, it was true, but in what manner Their success was a mere accident, and 3m disposable isocyanate mask gave them no earnest of what might be expected in the future. They might go long before finding another sleeping tree of the elephants, and repeating their easy capture. Such were the not very pleasant reflections of the field cornet, on the evening after returning from their successful hunt. But still less pleasant were they, two weeks later, at the retrospect of many an unsuccessful chase from which they had returned when, after twelve days spent in jaging the elephant, they had added only a single pair of tusks to the collection, and these the tusks of a cow elephant, scarce two feet in length, and of little value The reflection was not the less painful, that nearly every day they had fallen in with elephants, and had obtained a shot or two at these animals. That did not mend the matter a bit. On the contrary, it taught the hunter how easily they could run away from him, as they invariably did. It taught him how small his chances were of capturing such game, so long as he could only follow it afoot. The hunter on foot stands but a poor chance with the elephant. Stalking in upon one is easy enough, and perhaps obtaining a sin.tinued to bite me but these I would get rid of in time. Well I remained on the apex, now bending down to beat back the soldiers that still swarmed upward, and then occupying myself in trying to get rid of the few that crawled upon me. I felt no longer any uneasiness on the score of the insects though I was not a bit better off as regarded the bull, who still kept guard below. I fancied, however, that he now showed symptoms of weariness, and would soon raise the siege and this prospect made me feel more cheerful. A sudden change came over me. A new thrill of terror awaited me. While jumping about upon the top of the cone, my footing suddenly gave way the baked clay broke with a dead crash, and I sank through the roof. My feet shot down into the hollow dome till I thought I must have crushed the great queen in her chamber and I stood buried to the neck. I was surprised, and a little terrified, not by the shock I had experienced in the sudden descent. That was natural enough, and a few moments would have restored my equanimity but it was something else that frightened me. It was something that moved under my feet as they touched bottom, something that moved and heaved under them, and then passed quickly away, letting me still farther down What could it be Was it the great swarm of living ants that I pressed upon I did not think it was. It did not feel like them. It seemed to be something bulky and strong, for it held up my whole weight for a moment or two, before it slipped from under me. Whatever it was, it frightened me very considerably and I did not leave my feet in its company for five seconds time. No the hottest furnace would scarce have scorched them during the time they remained inside the dark dome. In five seconds they were on the walls again on the broken edges, where I had mounted up, and where I now stood quite speechless with surprise What next I could keep the ants off no longer. I gazed down the dark 3m disposable isocyanate mask cavity they were swarming up that way in thick crowds. I could brush them down no more. My eyes at this moment chanced to wander to the bull. He was standing at three or four paces distance from the base of the hill. He was standing sideways with his head turned to it, and regarding it with a wild look. His attitude was entirely changed, and so, I thought, was the expression of his eye. He looked as if he had just run off to his new position, and was ready to make a second start. He looked as if something had also terrified him Something evidently had for, in another moment, he uttered a sharp rout, galloped several paces farther out, wheeled again, halted, an.risen to 3m disposable isocyanate mask conscious level in his mind. That had changed, shortly before his arrival. 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There was no known native intelligent race, and settlements of alien races such as the men from Earth were still few and far between. So Lampert was prepared for McLaughlin s care in readying the group for its trip. He 3m disposable isocyanate mask was even glad of it, though he would probably not have admitted to being at all afraid of the venture. He would simply have said that it was nice to have a guide who took his responsibilities seriously. That of course, did not mean that Lampert was intending to disavow any of his own responsibilities. He, like McLaughlin, had been keeping a careful eye on the other members of the group, looking for the signs of impatience or ill temper which could be the seeds of serious trouble if the journey were prolonged. He had come to tentative conclusions about this during the flight from Earth, but was pleased to.
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You had better leave your horse a short distance from the river, for that gun will make every pane of glass within a mile of it shake when it is discharged. 101 You may be sure that I will not be on his back at that time. Still further I have planted six candles in the sand. You will light only one of them when the steamer begins to round the bend. That will be enough to inform us of the fact on board of the Bellevite. What are the others for asked the steward, taking a memorandum book from his pocket as though he intended to write his instructions. It is not necessary to write it. We shall not be able to see what effect the shot produces after we fire. If the Vampire, always supposing she is the one, is not hurt, light a second candle 4 ply disposable earloop face masks only one of them. If she should be disabled, you will light 3m disposable isocyanate mask t.its closed fearlessly around the throat of the old hen hornbill, she was drawn forth from her place of imprisonment. For a time she was seen in Saloo s hands, convulsively writhing and flopping her great wings, like a turkey gobbler with his head suddenly cut off. There was some screaming, hissing, and croaking, but to all these sounds Saloo quickly put an end, by taking a fresh grasp of the throat of the great bird, choking the breath out of it until the wings ceased fluttering and then he flung its body down at the feet of the spectators. Saloo did not descend immediately, but once more thrust his hand into the nest, hoping, no doubt, to find an egg or eggs in it. Instead of these, the contents proved to be a bird and only one a chick recently hatched, about the size of a squab pigeon, and fat as a fed ortolan. Unlike the progeny of the megapodes, hatched in the hot sand, the infant hornbill was without the semblance of a feather upon its skin, which was all over of a green, yellowish hue. There was not even so much as a show of down upon it. For a moment Saloo held it in his hand, hissing as it was in his own tiny way. Then chucking it down after its murdered mother, where it fell not only killed, but squashed, he prepared to descend in a less hasty manner. He now saw no particular need for their dining on durions, at least on that particular day and therefore discontinued his task upon the bamboo ladder, which no face chrome mask could be completed on the morrow, or whenever the occasion called for it. Chapter Sixteen. An Enemy in the Air. Though the old hen hornbill, after her long and seemingly forced 3m disposable isocyanate mask period of incubation, might not prove such a tender face mask korean morsel, they were nevertheless rejoiced at this accession to their now exhausted larder, and the pilot at once set about plucking her, while Murtagh kindled a fresh fire. 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