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seen, but in the two following days got two more on 

 the Abyssinian side of the border. I was quite pleased 

 at having made out the second of these as he stood 

 looking at us through the grass 300 yards away, for 

 even Henduleh said he was a tree-stump. On the way 



back to camp I wanted 





the camera badly just 

 when it was not there, as 

 I succeeded in creepmg 

 up to within thirty yards 

 of a dibatag doe standing 

 on its hind legs, as it 

 browsed in characteristic 

 fashion off the young 

 shoots of a mimosa tree. 



Except for twice 

 crossing the tracks, a 

 day or two old, of a big 

 lion, there were no signs 

 of royalty about, so after 

 adding an oryx and a 

 gerenuk to the bag, we 

 re-crossed the border and marched north again on the 

 22nd August. 



The following night at Tur, not far from where I 

 had killed the big lion, I missed a leopard that I ought 

 to have had. He killed at about 2 a.m. and lay 

 behind the goat, only the top of his head and ears 

 visible. Mindful of the lioness I had let off at Kotun- 

 wein and determined not to make the same mistake 

 again, as the night was dark, I waited until he should 

 rise. Henduleh, who had been watching, unfortunately 



