The White Goat and his Country- 

 nanny, as has been said before, are but sHghtly 

 different from those of the male. They are, 

 perhaps, more slender, as is also the total make- 

 up of the animal. In camp I said to T 



that I desired only one more of those thirty- 

 five goats, a billy ; and that if I secured him 

 the next day, that should be the last. Fortune 

 was for us. We surprised a bunch of several. 

 They had seen me also, and I was obliged to 

 be quick. This resulted in some shots miss- 

 ing, and in two, perhaps three, animals going 

 over ledges with bullets in them, leaving safe 

 behind the billy I wanted. His conduct is an 

 interesting example of the goat's capacity to 

 escape you and die uselessly, out of your reach. 

 I had seen him reel at my first shot, but he 

 hurried around a corner, and my attention was 

 given to others. As I went down, I heard a 



shot, and came round the corner on T , 



who stood some hundred yards further along 



the ledge beside a goat. T had come 



on him lying down. He had jumped up and 



run apparently unhurt, and T had shot 



him just as he reached the end of the ledge. 

 Beyond was a fall into inaccessible depths. 



Besides T 's shot we found two of mine — 



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