Round Lake Natron 



But such common animals as water-buck oueht 

 to be always barred. It is useless to go out for 

 to shoot buffalo and on the way have a bang 

 at a fine water-buck, no matter how big he is, 

 provided you have a decent chance at the animal 

 in question, besides running the risk of putting 

 off your friend and spoiling his day's sport, to say 

 nothing of one's own. 



We had marked down this patriarch amongst 

 water-buck in that very same way. Often w r hen 

 walking down the narrow footpath, all overhung 

 with dripping grass as high as one's thigh, which 

 does duty for a high road for all and sundry 

 in these African solitudes, we had marked down 

 this fine old bull — grey in colour, with his massive 

 horns well separated in the graceful curve that an 

 old bull carries, and which marks him out in the 

 herd as one worth getting. We had several times 

 remarked to one another that he was worth a 

 little spare time to try for when we had had our 

 surfeit of buffalo. 



Thus rudely awakened by my " savage," who 

 brings in a steaming cup of bovril at the same 

 time, I lie awake for some ten minutes before 

 I can prevail upon myself to leave the warm 

 recesses of my " downy" for the chill morning 

 air. A shooting camp is a place and an occasion 

 for a lot of over-exercise and little sleep. Hard 

 at work before dawn and all the morning, a short 

 siesta (if any for some people) at midday, more 



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