Soldiering and Sport in Uganda 



two huntsmen for the river Maanga, where I hoped 

 to get a water-buck. I found this river differed 

 from those I had already passed, by actually existing 

 as a running stream, instead of as a swamp, which 

 is the case in the majority of Uganda rivers. I had 

 to cross the local bridge, which was formed by 

 cutting down trees and throwing their trunks across 

 the river, over which I had to execute a very fine 

 balancing performance to reach the far side, only 

 surpassed by my dusky Baganda orderly, who 

 carried my bicycle on his head at the same time. 

 Once safely across, I mounted my cycle and was 

 making off at some speed when a hurried exclama- 

 tion from my Nuby "askari," who was doubling 

 behind, had the effect of nearly making me take a 

 toss in my hurry to dismount. 



On the left of the road was a herd of water- 

 buck. This was the first time I had seen any of 

 this species, and they certainly looked extremely 

 big in comparison to my friends the "cobus" buck 

 (see illustration). They were quite close, but un- 

 fortunately all female, so I merely followed them up 

 out of curiosity. Suddenly, emerging from behind a 

 bush, I saw a herd of cobus. A male followed at 

 some distance by another, and then the whole herd, 

 I hurriedly took a pot shot at the leader, who 

 promptly collapsed. The remainder of the herd, 

 leaving him to his fate, made off at a great pace. I 

 next came upon a herd of Kongoni buck ; they were 

 feeding together with a fine male on the look-out. 

 The ground, however, was so open, that, although 



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