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bulls with horns no bigger than those of cows. I would 

 have liked another good bull's head for myself ; but I 

 also wished another cow for the JMuseum. Before 1 

 could shoot, however, a loud yelling was heard from 

 among the porters in our rear, and away went the 

 buffalo. Full of wrath, we walked back to inquire. 

 We found that one porter had lost his knife, and had 

 started back to look for it, accompanied by two of his 

 fellows, which was absolutely against orders. They had 

 come across a rhino, probably the one I liad frightened 

 from our path, and had endeavoured to avoid him, but 

 he had charged them, whereupon they scattered. He 

 overtook one and tossed him, goring him in the thigh ; 

 whereupon they came back, the two un^\'ounded ones 

 supporting the other, and all howling like lost souls. I 

 had some crystals of permanganate, an antiseptic, and 

 some cotton in my saddle pocket : Cuninghame tore 

 some of the lining out of his sleeve for a bandage ; and 

 we fixed the man up and left him with one companion, 

 while we sent another into camp to fetch out a dozen 

 men with a ground-sheet and some poles, to make a 

 litter in which the wounded man could be carried. 

 While we were engaged in this field surgery another 

 rhino was in sight half a mile off. 



Then on we went on the trail of the herd. It led 

 straight across the open, under the blazing sun, and the 

 heat w^as now terrific. At last, almost exactly at noon, 

 Cuninghame, wlio was leading, stopped short. He had 

 seen the buffalo, which had halted, made a half-bend 

 backv/ard on their tracks, and stood for their noonday 

 rest among some scattered, stunted thorn-trees, leafless, 

 and yielding practically no shade whatever. A cautious 

 stalk brought me to within a hundred and fifty yards. 

 I merely wounded the one I first shot at, but killed 



