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recover the head. It was long after dark when 

 we got back to camp, and the dogs had not re- 

 turned. One, a black bitch, was a real good one, 

 who had won a small stake in England before 

 she was imported to the General in South Africa, 

 and had helped me on several occasions with 

 wounded buck. The other was a cross-grained 

 brute, but game. During the night I was awakened 

 by Nellie, the black bitch, licking my face. She 

 must have followed us as far as she could. I can 

 picture her, uncertain whether to continue the hunt 

 or return to camp. She must have used her nose 

 successfully when she made up her mind to come 

 back, otherwise she would never have reached 

 camp. There are people who say greyhounds 

 have no noses and are almost devoid of scent, 

 but I don't agree with them. 



The other dog never turned up, so I expect he 

 was killed by lions. 



About this time, as a guest we had Father 

 Schomberg Kerr, a kinsman of the present Lord 

 Lothian, who had been a commander in the 

 navy. It is strange that ultra-enthusiasm or ultra- 

 religionism runs in some families, notably the 

 Scotch and Irish. Father Kerr on leaving the 

 naval service became a Jesuit, and if a man can 

 go through the period of probation and instruction, 

 lasting for six years, he has proved himself of 



