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aoule trotted by, close to the caravan, and as I fired at one 
of them with my .577 express, the animal dropped, but got 
up again, and started off at an amazing pace on its two fore- 
legs, giving my boy Yusif, who is a swift runner, a long 
chase before he overtook it. My bullet had smashed 
through both hip joints, and yet the 
beast had managed to run three hun- 
dred yards before he was caught. The 
natives had evidently not known of our 
approach until we were almost at their 
villages, as many camel blankets, ropes, 
water vessels, and cooking utensils were’ 
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They had simply made off with their / 
camels, leaving everything else behind. 
This was very provoking to me, as the 
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which I was carrying, and which was 
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very bulky, I wished to exchange as 
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soon as possible for animals, so that I j 
could push on faster. 
Now that I had found that the natives 
had run away from us, I sent some 
of my boys on a run to capture their 
camels, so that I could force the owners 
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to take a reasonable price for them. 
The result was that a drove of about one hundred camels 
was brought to the camp in the afternoon, followed by their 
owners and an old chief of a village near at hand. The 
natives told me that the few camels they possessed were 
scarcely enough to keep them alive, the old chief falling 
