So taking a bow, which he chose out of a great many, he went up
into the wood, with two gentlemen, where he imagined this devourer
to be; they had not passed very far in it but they heard her voice,
growling and grumbling, as if she were pleased with something she
was doing. When they came in view, they found her muzzling in the
belly of a new-ravished sheep, which she had torn open; and seeing
herself approached, she took fast hold of her prey with her fore-paws,
and set a very fierce raging look on Caesar, without offering to
approach him, for fear at the same time of losing what she had in
possession. So that Caesar remained a good while, only taking aim, and
getting an opportunity to shoot her where he designed: 'twas some time
before he could accomplish it; and to wound her, and not kill her,
would but have enraged her the more, and endangered him. He had a
quiver of arrows at his side, so that if one failed, he could be
supplied; at last, retiring a little, he gave her opportunity to
eat, for he found she was ravenous, and fell to as soon as she saw him
retire, being more eager of her prey than of doing new mischiefs: when
he going softly to one side of her, and hiding his person behind
certain herbage that grew high and thick, he took so good aim that, as
he intended, he shot her just into the eye, and the arrow was sent
with so good a will, and so sure a hand, that it stuck in her brain,
and made her caper, and become mad for a moment or two; but being
seconded by another arrow, she fell dead upon the prey.
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