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marksmansliij), I will admit^ — but when the bull 

 was eventually killed, I found that altogether he 

 had been hit five times. Throuirhout the chase 

 I had taken no notice whatever of the direction 

 in which we were going, nor of any landmarks. 

 Consequently when I came to think of making 

 my way back to camp I found I had not the most 

 remote idea of where it was. I had given no 

 instructions to Wilson, but I came to the con- 

 clusion it was better to remain where I was and 

 trust to my man following the spoor of the horse. 

 About an hour before sundown I had taken up a 

 position on an ant-hill, the highest bit of ground 

 near, and I confess to a feeling of relief when I 

 spotted the half-bred bushman. He was coming 

 along evidently on the spoor, for he leaned over 

 his mount now and again to get a better view of 

 the horse's footprints. When we met I asked 

 him where the cart was, and he pointed in the 

 direction without the sliohtest hesitation — three 

 hours' ride. 



The hartebeest was a very fine specimen, and I 

 should say weighed between four and five hundred 

 pounds. The head we cut off and fixed in the fork 

 of a tree out of the way of marauders, as we in- 

 tended to fetch in the carcass the next day. 

 However, a shower of rain in the night obliter- 

 ated the spoor, consequently I was not able to 



