Soldiering and Sport in Uganda 



and who had hurled themselves upon my wretched 

 shivering " wanshi " (dog). The poor little faithful 

 beast, who scarcely ever left my heel, had followed 

 me into this den of furies, a step which nearly cost 

 her her life. In a second she was knocked over on 

 the floor, one of the hounds had taken a piece out of 

 her neck, and the other had her by the ear. I 

 created a temporary diversion by breaking my stick 

 on the backs of the mongrels, during which my 

 little bitch ran out of the hut. They followed after 

 her and the air was rent by the most agonizing 

 wails. I signed to my orderly, who promptly went 

 in pursuit. Presently, I heard the sound of a series 

 of dull thuds, and then my orderly reappeared with 

 my terrier in his arms, bleeding profusely, and 

 merely said " Kalas " (finished). I did not question 

 him for fear lest he should inform me that the 

 hounds no longer existed. I ascertained from the 

 owner of the hut that Namberenzi, the place I had 

 tried to reach, was an hour ahead, but she said 

 if we were after buffalo she would lend me the 

 services of her sons, who would be able to show me 

 recent tracks of them. 



More than satisfied, I decided to remain the 

 night where I was. We pitched the camp in a 

 consistent downpour, which made us all feel very 

 miserable. There was little or no brushwood, but 

 the porters managed to build some quaint grass 

 huts, into which clambered my boys and the women 

 of the party. My escort had three tents, and so 

 were better off. Among my party I had fifteen 



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