Here is a cutting from a friendly review of a recent book in the
_Westminster Gazette_ of 5th December 1908.
"Our author, we have said, got no lions. Other game came to him in
plenty, but the lions always evaded his gun. Yet he gives us a living
picture of a lion hunt, when the harried animal, which has been trying
to slink off, at last turns to bay and determines on the fight to a
finish:
"'Death is the only possible conclusion.
"'Broken limbs, broken jaws, a body raked from end to end, lungs
pierced through and through, entrails torn and protruding--none of
these count. It must be death--instant and utter for the lion, or down
goes the man, mauled by septic claws and fetid teeth, crushed and
crunched, and poisoned afterwards to make doubly sure. Such are the
habits of this cowardly and wicked animal.'"