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There is no fun in shooting zebras and wild asses. 
It makes one uncomfortable. Probably we are par- 
ticularly thin-skinned when it comes to shooting the 
members of the horse family because we are used to 
them, or at least to their kindred, as domesticated 
friends, but as a matter of fact that is quite as reason- 
able as to think of killing deer or antelope as a sport. 
With most deer there is no danger. The only prob- 
lem is to get close enough for a shot. While an 
approach may be difficult in some parts of the world 
—and this is true with certain species of antelope in 
Africa—most of the plains antelope cannot be shot 
on the ground of sport. For food and scientific pur- 
poses, however, the case is different. 
One of the hardest to shoot among the so-called 
bovine antelopes is the koodoo. He is a beautiful, 
high-bred animal with clean-cut head and long spiral 
horns. While almost as large as an elk, he is grace- 
fully built and stylish in action. His coat is gray, 
delicately marked with white stripes. As the animal 
matures, the hair becomes short and thin and the 
stripes fade. All in all, the koodoo is one of the finest 
big antelope. On that score he has no competitors 
except the sable and the roan. 
A group of greater koodoos was a particular desid- 
eratum of the Field Museum and therefore one of 
the special objectives of my first African trip. As a 
matter of fact, we succeeded in collecting the material 
necessary and the group is on exhibition in the Field 
Museum in Chicago now. The old bull standing 
with lifted head on top of the rock in the present 
