William Cotton Oswell, hunter and explorer; the story of his life, with certain correspondence and extracts from the private journal of David Livingstone, hitherto unpublished; . ristic of the man than these last few words.Shaken in body by his terrible fall, in mind by the lossof his favourite horse, severely wounded and bleeding, heyet, as a matter of course, shares the ten-mile tramphome equally with his black servant. When they reachedthe wagons and explained what had happened, the Kafirsto a man burst into tears. On the return journey to the Cape he met with themost serious accident of hi

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William Cotton Oswell, hunter and explorer; the story of his life, with certain correspondence and extracts from the private journal of David Livingstone, hitherto unpublished; . ristic of the man than these last few words.Shaken in body by his terrible fall, in mind by the lossof his favourite horse, severely wounded and bleeding, heyet, as a matter of course, shares the ten-mile tramphome equally with his black servant. When they reachedthe wagons and explained what had happened, the Kafirsto a man burst into tears. On the return journey to the Cape he met with themost serious accident of his life. Stalking two rhino-ceroses of the keitloa variety, he was lying flat and waitingfor a side chance. They came within twenty yardsof him, but head on, in which position they cannot bekilled except at very close quarters, for the horns com-pletely guard the brain, which is small and hes very low inthe head. Constant success and impunity in shooting thesebeasts induced a somewhat rash confidence, and he laystill until he saw that if the nearer of the two forged herown length once more ahead her foot would be on him.He would have shot her up the nostril, but a charging.