192 HUNTING IN THE SOTIK [ch. vm 



around this camp. We killed what we needed of the 

 common kinds, and in addition each of us killed a big- 

 rhino. The two rhinos were almost exactly alike, and 

 their horns were of the so-called " Keitloa " type, the 

 fore horn twenty-two inches long, the rear over seven- 

 teen. The day I killed mine 1 used all three of my 

 rifles. We all went out together, as Kermit was desirous 

 of taking photos of my rhino, if I shot one ; he had not 

 been able to get good ones of his on the previous day. 

 We also took the small ox-waggon, so as to bring into 

 camp bodily the rhino —if we got it — and one or two 

 zebras, of which we wanted the flesh for the safari, the 

 skeletons for the JMuseum. The night had been cool, 

 but the day was sunny and hot. At flrst we rode 

 through a broad valley, bounded by high, scrub-covered 

 hills. The banks of the dry stream were fringed with 

 deep green acacias, and here and there in relief against 

 their dark foliage flamed the orange-red flowers of the 

 tall aloe clumps. ^^ ith the Springfield I shot a stein - 

 buck and a lesser bustard. Then we came out on the 

 vast rolling brown plains. NA'^ith the Winchester I shot 

 two zebra stallions, missing each standing, at long range, 

 and then killing them as they ran, one after a two-miles 

 hard gallop on my brown pony, which had a good turn 

 of speed. 1 killed a third zebra stallion with my Spring- 

 field, again missing it standing and killing it running. 

 In mid-afternoon we spied our rhino, and, getting near, 

 saw that it had good horns. It was in the middle of the 

 absolutely bare plain, and we walked straight up to the 

 dull-sighted, dull-witted beast, Kermit with his camera, 

 I with the Holland double-barrel. The tick-birds 

 warned it, but it did not make us out until we were 

 well within a hundred yards, when it trotted toward us, 

 head and tail up. At sixty yards I put the heavy bullet 



