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my second barrel. It would have been foolish to run 

 any unnecessary risk, so I waited until he was ten 

 yards off before firing again. Fortunately, he was at 

 an angle, and the bullet, grazing his ear, entered his 

 neck and brought him down with a crash. He made 

 desperate efforts to rise, but soon lay still. He was 

 very black and caked with mud, as he had been 

 "soiling" in a pool which I afterwards discovered. 

 Nearly all the rhino I saw here were quite red owing 

 to the colour of the ground. 



On our way to camp I saw two more rhino, which 

 afterwards charged through the safari. Whisky and 

 the cook, having some regard for our future comfort, 

 got up trees ; fortunately the gramophone was not 

 damaged and all ended happily. 



I saw a number of water-buck before reaching 

 our destination, and a big herd of buffaloes right in 

 the open. They numbered about seventy, with three 

 or four good heads and one grand old bull bringing up 

 the rear. I greatly regretted having already killed 

 my beast, as this old bull was a very fine specimen. 



As far as I remember our combined bag for this 

 day comprised two rhinos, four water-buck, and a 

 zebra. 



The morrow, practically speaking, was my last 

 day's hunting. We were up at 4.30, and shortly after 

 breaking camp I killed a nice water-buck. He had 

 several does with him, one of them being so light 

 as to be almost an albino. Shortly after I saw a 

 large herd of eland mixed up with numbers of harte- 



