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resemblance to that animal the roebuck, " Eheebok ,! (Pelea 

 capreola) and the "Grysbok" (grey goat) (Galotragus melanotis). 

 The Eheebok lives about on the stony hills and rocks in 

 small herds of from six to a dozen, or so. There are now forty 

 or fifty of these antelopes on the estate of a Mr. McKellar at 

 Cape Point, and there are plenty of Grysbok there also. I 

 twice went over to Cape Point Farm from Simons Town to 

 hunt these antelopes. 



The Eheebok are shot either by being stalked, or more 

 easily by being driven, they using regular passes in the hills 

 where guns can be posted. The Eheebok is as large as a small 

 fallow deer, and of a light-grey colour ; it is extremely difficult 

 to see it at any distance, it being so like in colour to the bush 

 and rocks. It is only as it moves its tail and shows the white 

 underneath it, that the hunter catches sight of it at first ; the 

 white patch under the tail is certainly a very material dis- 

 advantage and source of danger to the animal. It is very wary 

 and difficult to stalk ; it feeds in the day-time. 



The Grysbok on the other hand, lies hid in the thickest 

 bushes or beds of reed, during the day, and only comes out to 

 feed at night time. It is very small, less than half the size of 

 the Eheebok. When rain has fallen, it is easily tracked to its 

 lair, and turned out and killed with shot, but in dry weather the 

 only chance for the sportsman is to drive it up by riding through 

 the bushes and shooting from horseback, or to turn it out with 

 dogs. I saw one only dash for a moment through the bush, spring 

 lightly over a mass of thick low scrub, and disappear instantly 

 in the bush again, before I could get my gun to bear. The 

 animal is of a dark-red colour. Mr. McKellar used to hunt the 

 Grysbok with beagles with great success. 



Mr. McKellar, who was most kindly hospitable, has an 

 ostrich farm, but his flock of birds was not very large at the 

 time of our visit, he having had bad luck at first in breeding. 

 He owns the actual Cape of Good Hope and a long stretch of 

 the moorland adjoining, and has thrown a wire fence right across 

 the peninsula, so as to give his ostriches the run of a large tract, 

 stretching right down to the Cape itself. One old hen ostrich 

 was a pet about the house, but used to do sad damage in the 



