And then he dove back into the tent for his “hoss” pistol and his rusty spear.
Catching up a blazing brand, Jerry threw it into the brush. By the light they saw the creature crouching on a rock.
Bang! bang!
The two guns spoke simultaneously. Harry hit the beast in the shoulder. Jerry’s shot was more effective for it struck in the neck, and with a snarl the creature leaped into the air and fell—dead.
“You’ve settled him!” cried Harry. “Come on and inspect him.”
“Wait and load your gun first,” cautioned our hero. “He may have some fight in him still.”
The weapons were put in order, and then, with firebrands to light the way, they moved forward to inspect their victim.
It was a large and heavy boar.
“A wild hog!” shouted Jerry. “My, what a big fellow he is!”
“I thought it was a bear,” said Harry. He was somewhat disappointed.