CHAPTER VII 



August n. — Another donkey died, and our trans- 

 portation problems have begun in good earnest. We 

 have now more loads than we can handle, and we do not 

 yet feel like abandoning anything. Therefore we leave 

 here twelve loads in charge of two sick men, together 

 with two more sick donkeys. They are to camp here 

 until we send for them. This, by our plan, will not be 

 from the next camp. We shall push forward until we 

 find a good country. 



Marched across rolling open grass plains to the end 

 of a hill. Not much game in the middle of the plain, 

 but ran into it again near Cuninghame's spring and 

 thereabouts. Still blowing hard, and game almost 

 impossible to approach. Near the hiU I branched ofif 

 to the left after desired meat, while Cuninghame and 

 the men went on to make camp. Missed a Robertsi at 

 about 200 yards; impossible to hold on in this gale, and 

 have to snap for it when the sights touch. Then after a 

 long stalk hit a wildebeeste, too far back at 300 yards. 

 Sat down to watch him. He stopped about a mile 

 away and lay down. Stalked him carefully and 

 tried again. Tried sitting down, against a tree, over a 

 limb to get a decent sight; but brace myself as I might, 



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