KEITLOA, OR SLOAN'S RHINOCEROS.—Riinicerus Keitlow. 
The KeirLoa can readily be recognised by the horns, which are of considerable length, 
and nearly equal to cach other in measurement. This is always a morose and ill-tempered 
animal, and is even more to be dreaded than the borele, on account of its greater size, 
streneth, and leneth of horn. The upper hip of the Keitloa overlaps the lower even more 
than that of the borele; the neck is longer in proportion, and the head is not so thickly 
covered with wrinkles. At its birth the horns of this animal are only indicated by a 
prominence on the nose, and at the age of two years the horn is hardly more than an inch 
in length. At six years of age it is nine or ten inches long, and does not reach its full 
measurement until the lapse of considerable time. 
The Keitloa is a terribly dangerous opponent, and its charge is so wonderfully swift, 
that it can hardly be avoided. One of these animals that had been wounded by 
Mr. Andersson, charged sud lenly upon him, knocked him down, fortunately missing her 
stroke with her horns, and went fairly over him, leaving him to struggle out from between 
her hind legs. Scarcely had she passed than she turned, and made a second charge, cutting 
his leg from the knee to the ip with her horn, and knocking him over with a blow on 
the shoulder from her fore-feet. She might easily have completed her revenge by killing 
him on the spot, but she then left him, and plunging into a neighbouring thicket, began 
to plunge about and snort, permitting her victim to make his escape. In the course of 
the day the same beast attacked a half-caste boy who was in attendance on Mr. Andersson, 
and would probably have killed him had she not been intercepted by the hunter, slate 
came to the rescue with his gun. After receiving several bullets, the Rhinoceros fell to 
the ground, and Mr. Andersson walked up to her, put the muzzle of the rifle to her ear, 
and was just about to pull the trigger, when she again leaped to her feet. He hastily fired 
and rushed away, pursued by the infuriated anim: ul, which, however, fell dead just as he 
threw himself into a bush for safety. The race was such a close one, that as he lay in 
the bush he could touch the dead Rhinoceros with his rifle, so that another moment would 
probably have been fatal to him. 
