HUNTING RIIINOCEKOSES. 



A BLAUWBOS. 



CHAPTER LI 



MR. CUMMINQ CHASED BY A RHINOCEROS. 



N the 22d, says Mr. Cumnnng r 

 ordering my men to move on 

 toward a fountain in the centra 

 of the plain, 1 rode forth with 

 Ruyter,and held east through a grove of lofty 

 and wide-spreading mimosas, most of which 

 were more or less damaged by the gigantic 

 strength of a troop of elephants, which had 

 passed there about twelve; months before, 

 Having proceeded about two miles with 

 large herds of game on every side, I observed a crusty looking old 

 bull borele, or black rhinoceros, cocking his ears one hundred 



