Having delivered himself of this sagacious remark, Jerry said he was ready to turn butcher.  We waited, however, till the bulls had got a little further off, and then he descended on the carcass of our victim, while I bent over the rock, as before, to help him up should they appear inclined to tilt at him.  Enough steaks were cut to dine half-a-dozen men; and then, as the bulls did not observe him, grown brave from impunity, he went on further and picked up his gun.  This he handed up to me, and it was not much the worse for the butting it had got.  The bulls were still feeding quietly, apparently having forgot all about us.