I came out of the trance that I had been in and walked to him on quivering legs and picked him up by the ears and told him that he had probably saved my life. He lowered his eyes modestly—rather overdoing it, I thought.
It simply shows you how careless a hunter can get, and how lucky this one was. I should never have allowed myself to shoot the gun out of ammunition with night coming on, and if Moctezuma had not mistaken the sound of the word "Holy" that I shrieked, and thought it was "Ol�," he undoubtedly would have sat through the frog's attack on me, because that is the way that I have trained and disciplined him.
I can tell you that when I go hunting now I have two BB guns, one of which is always fully loaded and cocked and lying by my side.