A moment later the boar was round. The horse, young and unbroken at the
work, started violently, swerved, and, before his rider could get him
round, the boar was upon him. In an instant the horse was upon the ground,
with a long gash upon his flank, and Skinner, flying through the air, fell
almost directly in the boar's way.

Fortunately for the young ensign, Captain Dunlop, as he shouted his
warning, had turned his horse to the left, so as to cut off the boar when
he turned, and he was now so close that the boar, in passing, had only
time to give a vicious blow at the fallen man, which laid his arm open
from his shoulder to his elbow.

At that instant Captain Dunlop arrived, and his spear pierced the animal's
flank. His aim was, however, disconcerted by his horse, at the moment he
struck, leaping over the fallen ensign; the wound, therefore, was but a
glancing one, and in a moment the boar was round upon his new assailant.
Fortunately the horse was a well-trained one, and needed not the sharp
touch of his master's rein to wheel sharp round on his hind legs, and dart
off at full speed. The boar swerved off again, and continued his original
line of flight, his object being to gain a thick patch of jungle, now
little over a quarter of a mile distant; the detention, however, was fatal
to him, for the doctor, who was close on Captain Dunlop's heels, now
brought up his horse with a rush and, with a well-aimed thrust, ran the
animal through, completely pinning him to the earth. The honor of his
death was therefore divided between the doctor and Captain Dunlop, for the
latter had drawn first blood, or, as it is termed, had taken first spear,
while the former had scored the kill.

The sow had been more fortunate than her lord. She had taken a line across