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searched for, for so long. We could not run the canoe ashore quickly enough, & as I was the only one with a rifle (of course!) I sneaked along the bank in the direction of the sleeping monsters. But they were not as dead to the world as they looked, & aroused by the crackling of the vines (for it is impossible to walk in New Guinea without getting tangled in creepers) they became aware of my approach, so that I arrived just to see them dive into the water. As they were I fired, & the bullet struck one like a miniature bomb striking a brick wall. But he continued his dive, & disappointed, I returned to my comrades. Thus my first alligator has escaped.
But we did not return empty handed. Going through the bush some time later I succeeded in bringing down a suckling pig, which was carried in triumph back to camp & duly roasted & devoured

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