As the bulls, with locked horns, were
furiously pressing each other, both guns were discharged, and both
animals fell. After waiting a little while to see if they rose again,
or if any more of the herd came up, Edward and Humphrey descended from
the trees and heartily shook hands.
CHAPTER XII.
"A narrow escape, Humphrey!" said Edward as he held his brother's
hand.
"Yes, indeed, we may thank Heaven for our preservation," replied
Humphrey; "and poor Smoker! let us see if he is much hurt."
"I trust not," said Edward, going up to the dog, who remained quite
still on the ground, with his tongue out, and panting violently.
They examined poor Smoker all over very carefully, and found that
there was no external wound; but on Edward pressing his side, the
animal gave a low howl.
"It is there where the horn of the bull took him," observed Humphrey.
"Yes," said Edward, pressing and feeling softly: "and he has two of
his ribs broken. Humphrey, see if you can get him a little water, that
will recover him more than any thing else; the bull has knocked the
breath out of his body. I think he will soon be well again, poor
fellow."
Humphrey soon returned with some water from a neighboring pool. He
brought it in his hat and gave it to the dog, who lapped it slowly at
first, but afterward much faster, and wagging his tail.
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