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an enemy. The long legs provide him with this, and one of the big 

 animals at full speed is too fast for any beast in the forest or on the 

 plains of Africa. The sportsman's only hope is to kill or injure badly 

 with the first shot, for once frightened they are away like an express 

 train. It takes only a few steps for them to acquire tremendous speed, 

 and the little African ponies used as saddle horses are soon left far 

 in the rear. It must not be imagined that man is the sole enemy of the 

 giraffe. Lions and leopards kill great numbers of them, and it is to 

 avoid such attacks that they are often seen running with their peculiar 

 rocking, ugly gait across the plains at a tremendous pace. Their 

 height and the odd deep sienna color of the body, covered with rust- 

 colored spots darker in the center, makes the giraffe very conspicuous 

 Vxhen in the open and the object of continual stalking by the beasts of 

 prey. This naturally renders them so extremely wary and difficult 

 shooting that the bagging of a giraffe is considered a big day's work. 

 Nature has provided them wnth a means of protection little understood. 

 When in the forest where the giraffe naturally belongs, his gaudy 

 coloring blends so thoroughly with the tropical foliage that it is hard 

 to distinguish one from a tree or a tree from a giraffe. Even the 

 natives are unable to distinguish them at any distance in the forest. 

 When on the run, as might be expected, the animal is very odd look- 

 ing. It proceeds by a series of awkward bounds, while the tail is 

 swung from side to side and the long neck rocks to and fro as if it 

 were loose in its socket. , 



The Swiftness of the Giraffe. — A native came one day in 

 great haste to inform his master, a great traveler, that he had seen 

 in the neighborhood a giraffe browsing upon the limbs of a mimosa 

 tree. "Full of joy, I instantly leaped upon one of my horses, and made 

 my servant mount another, and, followed by my dogs, I galloped 

 towards the mimosa indicated, but the giraffe was no longer there. We 

 saw him crossing the plain on the western side, and we spurred on to 

 overtake him. He was trotting along lightly, without, however, 

 exerting himself unduly. We pressed the chase, and from time to 

 time fired several shots after him ; but imperceptibly he gained so 

 much upon us, that after following him for tliree hours, we were 

 forced to stop, our horses being quite blown, and we lost sight of 

 him." Here is a graphic picture of a giraffe hunt : 



