 ... through the hanging smoke the first thing I saw was his paw as he made a vicious side blow at me. The rush of his charge carried him past. As he struck he lurched forward, leaving a pool of bright blood where his muzzle hit the ground; but he recovered...  Theodore Roosevelt, the Citizen - Page 85by Jacob August Riis - 1904 - 471 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Charles Eugene Banks, Le Roy Armstrong - 1901 - 480 pages
...blood where his muzzle hit the ground ; but he recovered himself and made two or three jumps onward, while I hurriedly jammed a couple of cartridges into the magazine, my rifle holding but four, all of which I had fired. Then he tried to pull up ; but as he did so, his muscles seemed... | |
 | Murat Halstead - 1902 - 496 pages
...blood where his muzzle hit the ground ; but he recovered himself, and made two or three jumps onward, while I hurriedly jammed a couple of cartridges into...his muscles seemed suddenly to give way, his head dropped, and he rolled over and over like a shot rabbit. Each of my first three bullets had inflicted... | |
 | Theodore Roosevelt - 1904 - 322 pages
...blood where his muzzle hit the ground; but he recovered himself and made two or three jumps onward, while I hurriedly jammed a couple of cartridges into...tried to pull up, but as he did so his muscles seemed sudio6 Hunting the Grisly denly to give way, his head drooped, and he rolled over and over like a shot... | |
 | 1906 - 938 pages
...but my bullet went low, entering his open mouth, smashing his lower jaw, and going into his neck. 1 leaped to one side almost as I pulled the trigger,...his muscles seemed suddenly to give way, his head dropped, and he rolled over and over like a shot rabbit. Each of my three bullets had inflicted a mortal... | |
 | 1906 - 594 pages
...blood where his muzzle hit the ground; but he recovered himself and made two or three jumps onward, while I hurriedly jammed a couple of cartridges into the magazine, my rifle holding only four, which I had fired. Then he tried to pull up, but as he did so his muscles seemed to give way, his head... | |
 | 1910 - 444 pages
...pool of bright blood where his muzzle hit the ground ; but he recovered himself and made one or two jumps onwards, while I hurriedly jammed a couple of...tried to pull up, but as he did so his muscles seemed suddently to give way, his head drooped, and he rolled over and over like a shot rabbit. Each of my... | |
 | 1910 - 762 pages
...blood where his muzzle hit the ground; but he recovered himself and made two or three jumps onward, while I hurriedly jammed a couple of cartridges into...had fired. Then he tried to pull up, but as he did во his muscles seemed suddenly to give way, his head drooped and he rolled over and over like a shot... | |
 | Irvah Lester Winter - 1912 - 454 pages
...blood where his muzzle hit the ground; but he recovered himself and made two or three jumps onward, while I hurriedly jammed a couple of cartridges into...his muscles seemed suddenly to give way, his head dropped, and he rolled over and over like a shot rabbit. Each of my first three bullets had inflicted... | |
 | Roger S. Pocock - 1913 - 820 pages
...blood where his muzzle hit the ground ; but he recovered himself and made two or three jumps onward, while I hurriedly jammed a couple of cartridges into the magazine, my rifle only holding four, all of which I had fired. Then he tried to pull up, but as he did so his muscles... | |
 | Frederick E. Drinker, Jay Henry Mowbray - 1919 - 532 pages
...blood where his muzzle hit the ground ; but he recovered himself, and made two or three jumps onward, while I hurriedly jammed a couple of cartridges into...his muscles seemed suddenly to give way, his head dropped, and he rolled over and over like a shot rabbit. Each of my first three bullets had inflicted... | |
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