In this state of affairs we did not feel safe in following np the chase on horse back, but resolved, if possible,to get the elephant back to his work, and then mount him ourselves, behind the driver This was no easy matter to do, for the huge beast had been badly scared, and was intractable. It was at least two hours before the driver conld get him back to the place where he had been attacked by the lion, and even then be showed so much fear as to lead ns to the conclusion that he would be of little service to us. “If we ever kill that lion from the back of this elephant,” said my friend Trevor, “it will be while we are running away from him as fast as the huge legs of this beast can take us.”

“I quite agree with you,” I answered ; “ and I think the matter will finally re sult in our dismissing all oar animals and taking our chances on foot.” “Though a rather dangerous proceed ing, I am ready to try it whenever you are,” replied my companion. In the meantime bis most royal high ness, the king of beasts, bod disappeared, and though we beat about the jungle ou oar timid elephant all the rest of that day, we found no farther trace of him. This was a great disappointment to us, for we bad counted on taking his skin back to camp—a something which every officer prizes highly, especially if the animal has fallen by bis prowess ; but as night drew on, we bad to give up the search for that day, though we pre pared ourselves for an early start on the morrow, and offered a tempting reward to the native who should first bring us information of the whereabouts of his forest majesty.
