Famous Tales of Fact and Fancy — Createspace

" ...] At last, toward evening, the monster came through the forest, returning from his trap in a deep fissure of the earth. He was saturated with blood: head, mane and breast were reeking, and his great tongue was licking his jaws. The hero, who saw him coming long before he was near, took refuge in a thicket and waited until the lion approached; then with his arrow he shot him in the side. But the shot did not pierce his flesh; instead it flew back as if it had struck stone, and fell on the mossy earth. Then the animal raised his bloody head; looked around in every direction, and in fierce anger showed his ...]."