By: Yzel Joy Amoyoc
In the story of the killing of the mammoth, it states here about the ancient animal such as elephant which was targeted a long time ago. This was a story of Henry Tukeman with the son Soon-Thai who are Indians, and lived in India. Father Henry and son Soon-Thai having their journey with a purpose, to have the mammoth for his father specimen as a scientist. The old Indian was so grateful and proud with his son Soon-Thai, who was very brave and strong with his plans in helping his father for their journey.
They encountered so many difficulties and hindrances but behind that, the old man and Soon-Thai are very determined to reach their goals. He go back, an’ he braze a big tree at the canoe, like this crossing his fingers where the gully is, for it is hard to see from the river. By an’ by we take some meat, an’ we go through the cave, an’ it is full of big bones, bigger than my body an’ he is afraid; but they go through the little hole into the sunlight, an’ I have courage, an’ they climb to the top of the mountain. It is a hedging because he didn’t direct to the point he has a lot of tortuous while telling a story.
When I told Paul of some elephant-shooting experiences of mine in Africa in the ‘70s’, he proposed, in the most matter-of-fact way, that they should go off together during the coming summer, and bag the mammoth, if he really was there. He was doubly eager when I told him of the vast fortune awaiting any man who could get this absolutely unique specimen of supposedly extinct fauna to the hands of taxidermists in civilization.
I had nothing heavier than a couple of Lee-Metfords, a weapon which I had never tried, even as an elephant rifle, and which seemed to be still less suitable as a mammoth slayer. But I had plenty of solid nickel bullets, and I was satisfied these would penetrate the hide or massive skull. It was therefore merely a question of quantity. This is a kind of hedging because he didn’t direct to the point while telling the story he telling a lot of tortuous.
Beyond they see a big valley, an’ lakes an’ trees there, an’ far away, on the other side of the valley, they see the mountains, an’ beyond them, very far off, high mountains, with the snow on them which never goes away. Many people, rivers and mountains they encountered just to have the information about the mammoth, it’s a long journey, and miles of distance and strong determination they need for their purpose. Until they cross a river using a raft, to enter and seek the white man called Tee-Kai-Koa. He is the leader of the devils country. In that place they saw the devils footprints. “But Soon-Thai, h is brave; he says, I’ will see this devil, an’ if he is no bigger than a very big bear, I will shoot him from a tree, perhaps. This is a kind of bias because there is a favouring.
A round of presents to the Indians made his departure easier, for he had become excellent friends with the tribe, and they were genuinely sorry to lose him. He held out no likelihood of returning for several summers, while Paul has stated that he would stay with him till he went outside once more to the Grand Pays and civilization. He had no kith or kin to worry about, and the handsome scamp’s attentions to the girls were too impartial to call for any particular and individual congratulation.
By God’s grace, they must people to help them to find the mammoth, Joe was one who gave hope to them about the place where mammoth found. He was the one also who warn them not to step the devils footprints. Joes Daughter inspired them to stay strong determined. On the nineteenth day after living Fort Yukon, we arrived at the mouth of the” little river” described by Joe, easily identified by a high sandy bank on the right hand. The water in Porcupine had delayed us, and after the second day on the “little river” we were unable, even with the utmost exertion, to make more than six or seven mille a day. On the other hand, Paul help them to catch and harm the mammoth, he was the one who really step down the mammoth by the help of the trees.
The first day that they explored back from the river they found enormous footprints of the mammoth, but they were not fresh. The track was nearly circular, and even on hard ground the indentations were to stay, while in the softer soil around the lakes they were frequently three or four feet deep. Though lichen was abundant in the valley, he saw no caribou sign, nor, indeed, signs of any other game whatever.
The rest of the story is told in a few words. He journey down the Tee- Kai-Koa River to the Chandelar, and thence to the Yukon and St. Michaels, and proceeded by the first steamer to San Francisco. There he meet MR. Conradi and finding him deeply interested in zoology, he disclosed the secret of the prize we had left on the banks of the Tee-Kai-Koa. He had kept the matter secret because he wished to find out for himself from the various authorities in America and Europe something as to the value of the mammoth.
I believe that the most generally accepted theory heretofore has been that MR. Conradi found the carcass frozen in an iceberg in the Arctic Ocean. The various dimensions of the mammoth, both of the skeleton and the mounted specimen, are too well known to need tabulating here. The measurements, exactly as taken by Henry, were handed to the Smithsonian authorities by MR. Conradi for publication, and accepted without question as his own.