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knocked him down. This man's name was Adonis : 

 he was a determined old sinner, on whom words had 

 no effect. Our course lay through a wide, well-wooded 

 strath, beautifully varied with open glades. As we 

 proceeded, fresh spoor of buffalo and caraelopard be- 

 came abundant, and about breakfast-time, as we were 

 crossing an elevated slope in the vicinity of the Ngot- 

 wani, I had the felicity to detect a magnificent herd of 

 the latter browsing in the middle of the strath about 

 half a mile to our left. 



As I had enjoyed very little sport with camelopard 

 either in this or the last expedition, my time and at- 

 tention having always been engrossed with elephants, 

 I resolved to avail myself of this opportunity, and ac- 

 cordingly, having caught a couple of my mares, I rode 

 for them, accompanied by Booi as after-rider. I had 

 directed my men to outspan, and my intention was, if 

 possible, to hunt one of the camelopards to my camp ; 

 but in this I failed. On disturbing the herd they sep- 

 arated into two divisions, one of which took right away 

 down the wind, being a tail-on-end chase from my camp ; 

 the finest bull went with this division, and him I fol- 

 lowed. After a sharp burst of about a mile, I headed 

 and laid him low with two shots behind the shoulder. 

 Having cut otT his tail, we were returning to camp, and 

 had proceeded about halfway, when we came upon the 

 other division of the herd. They were browsing quietly 

 in company with a large herd of zebras ; and observ- 

 ing among them another princely old bull, nothing short 

 of the one I had already icilled, I was tempted once more 

 to give chase, and, directing Booi to go home with the 

 tail. I spurred my little mare, and dashed after the 

 jdfiy giraffe. In vain he sought the thickest depths of 

 cover which the strath afforded, and put out the very 



