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four minutes to drive him out, during which time he got 

 second wind, and went off with fresh vigour towards some 

 low hills about a mile away. He gained these, but was 

 quite done, and could only just trot up the steep rocks. 

 The broken ground was almost unridable, but the bull was 

 so blown, that, in spite of a fall each, they still managed to 

 keep close to him. But he got over the hill with a slight 

 start, and reached the thick jungle beyond in safety. The 

 bull was now too exhausted to go out of trot ; and although 

 the grass was over their heads and the groundvfull of deep 

 holes, they kept him in sight for some time, but eventually 

 lost him, and had to give it up. 



This is a pretty place for the camp, with a large stone 

 well in front of the tents. The water is raised from it in 

 the usual primitive fashion. Two yoked oxen walk down a 

 slope pulling a rope fastened to their necks, which, running- 

 over a wooden roller, draws up a large leathern bag of 

 water. When this reaches the top of the incline, it is 

 tipped over into a hollow at the side and runs into a 

 reservoir below, or is distributed directly into little ditches 

 to irrigate the fields. The rollers and pulleys are all made 

 of ungreased wood, and creak worse than the axles of a 

 bullock-cart. All last night they were at work drawing 

 water ; but in spite of the groans and shrieks of the chafing 

 wood, the monotonous splash of the water had a soothing 

 effect, and soon sent me to sleep. 



