Hunting in Many Lands 



and the sun blazing hot, I returned to camp. 

 I awoke the next day feeling anything but 

 energetic ; nevertheless, I set out to see what 

 game the land held ready for the hunter, dis- 

 satisfied with his experiences on water. The 

 country on the eastern side of Lake Jipe is 

 almost flat, but is dotted here and there with 

 low steep gneiss hills, stretching in an indefinite 

 line parallel to the lake and some three miles 

 distant from it. I made my way toward these 

 hills. On the way I put up some very small 

 antelope, which ran in such an irregular man- 

 ner that they presented no mark to my un- 

 skilled arm. 



We reached the hills, and I climbed one and 

 scanned the horizon with my glasses. Far to 

 the northwest I spied two black spots in a grassy 

 plain. I gave the glasses to my gun-bearer 

 and he at once said, "Rhinoceros!" I had 

 never seen these beasts except in a menagerie, 

 and the mention of the name brought me to my 

 feet eager to come to a closer acquaintance 

 with them. The wind blew toward me and the 

 game was too far for the need of caution, so I 

 walked rapidly in their direction. When I got 

 to within 250 yards, I could quite easily dis- 

 tinguish the appearance of my quarry. They 



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