| 1847 - 382 pągines
...some small thick bushes which nearly hid him from view ; his head was lowered, not a muscle of his body moved, and he was without doubt listening intently....not in our direction, and stood still again. No good screen being near, and his nose facing our way, prudence bade us wait patiently for a change in the... | |
| 1847 - 356 pągines
...some small, thick bushes, which nearly hid him from view; his head was lowered, not a muscle of his body moved, and he was, without doubt, listening intently. We crept noiselessly to a busli, and some twigs intervening between his shoulder and the line of aim, I fired through them, and... | |
| 1852 - 288 pągines
...some small thick bushes, which nearly hid him from view; his head was lowered, not a muscle of his body moved, and he was, without doubt, listening intently. We crept noiselessly to a bush, where some twigs intervening between his shoulder and the line of aim, I fired through them, and again... | |
| Philip Henry Gosse - 1861 - 446 pągines
...some small thick bushes, which nearly hid him from view ; his head was lowered, not a muscle of his body moved, and he was without doubt listening intently. We crept noiselessly to a bush, and I again fired. The huge brute ran forwards up the wind, fortunately not in our direction, and stood... | |
| James Greenwood - 1862 - 438 pągines
...amongst some small thick bushes which nearly hid him from view; his head was lowered, not a muscle of his body moved, and he was without doubt listening intently. We crept noiselessly to a bush, and I again fired. " The huge brute ran forward with the wind, fortunately not in our direction, and again... | |
| Thomas Morrison (LL.D.) - 1884 - 264 pągines
...among some small, thick bushes, which nearly hid him from view. We crept noiselessly to a bush, where some twigs intervening between his shoulder and the...not in our direction, and stood still again. No good screen being near, and his nose facing our way, prudence bade us wait patiently for a change in the... | |
| Henry Davenport Northrop - 1889 - 908 pągines
...some small thick bushes which nearly hid him from view ; his head was lowered, not a muscle of the body moved, and he was without doubt listening intently. We crept noiselessly to a bush and I again fired. "His Horn Struck the Muzzle of the Gun." "The huge brute ran forward with the wind,... | |
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