38 THE GORAL. 



last, however, a bullet found its heart, and with a few convulsive 

 struggles it rolled off the shelf and came flying down through space. 

 I expected to find my prize hopelessly mangled after such a fall, but 

 strange to relate except for a slight injury to one horn, and the two 

 bullet wounds it was undamaged. 



I saw several more goats in the same way but succeeded in hitting 

 only one. I lost this one, however, as it got away> its remains being 

 picked up next day after the wolves bad been at it. 



My driving was a complete failure. Only one goat was put up, 

 and though I managed to hit it at unusually long range it made good 

 its escape in the labyrinth of rocks and boulders of a mighty amphi- 

 theatre of towering cliffs and jagged scarps. 



My companion had better luck, however, securing three goats 

 altogether, Two of these had good heads. He very nearly lost one 

 of them, as it took refuge in a cave, in the floor of which was a deep 

 shaft going into the bowels of the earth. The goat in its dying struggles 

 fell into this shaft, but fortunately was caught on a small ledge, from 

 which it was rescued by one of the natives. 



