Democratic Sentinel, Volume 20, Number 6, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 14 February 1896 — Hunting the Boar. [ARTICLE]

Hunting the Boar.

Here we found a still larger boar, the centre of a well-tramped circle, perhaps twenty feet in circumference, cleared by the dogs in their frantic attempts to get at liis hindquarters and escape his tusks. In tills the maddened pachyderm was circling, wheeling suddenly and striking from side to side In a wild attempt to do his tormentors to the dentil, as he described long curves through the air with his villainouslooking tusks, and ail the while keeping up an odd combination of growl, grunt and squeal. The noise made it possible for us to get within fifty yards before being discovered by the enemy. Then, just as each of us was raising his rifle for it shot, without a moment's pause, entirely forgetting the small fry at his heels, h<* rushed upon me, head down, with seemingly no thought but to deal the dreaded upward thrust with his tusks. Just then (1 had better confess it) I devoutly wished myself hack on my “safety” wheel, on a hard stretch of the Jamaica highways. However, the Martini-Henry firm must know what their rifles are needed for, and, with a firm conviction in their Judgment, 1 almost instinctively pulled the trigger. Iu a heap, almost at our foot, the boar struggled for a few seconds in tin* death throes, with the now emboldened pack doing their best to liasten bis departure. The trophy, with its six inch tusks of perilous sharpness, was one to be proud of, and one that greatly surprised our guides, who came up in a few minutes. When they were twitted with the fact that they had not done as well, we were amazed to learn that they had. discarding their guns, slain the boar that we tiad missed by receiving him on hi nee wood spears, steel tipped, which to them is, by reason of its extreme danger, a far more sportsmanlike and enjoyable mode of dealing death to those brutes.