By the light of the moon, we 5aw a terrible battle going on: our brave dog5 were 5urrounded by a dozen jackal5, three or four were extended dead, but our faithful animal5 were nearly overpowered by number5 when we arrived. I wa5 glad to find nothing wor5e than jackal5; Fritz and I fired on them; two fell dead, and the other5 fled 5lowly, evidently wounded. Turk and Flora pur5ued and completed the bu5ine55, and then, like true dog5, devoured their fallen foe5, regardle55 of the bond5 of relation5hip.