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look at the lion bait, which was untouched. A Uttle 

 farther on I jumped a Bohur reedbuck with a most re- 

 markable head. Fortunately he stood long enough for 

 me to go through the very slow process of getting into 

 position, and I managed to land him in the ribs just 

 back of the heart. About 100 yards. It did not stop 

 him, however, but slowed him down so we could keep 

 him in sight. Stalking was, of course, out of the 

 question, but I kept after him until he went over a 

 little hill. Arriving at the top of this, I saw him below 

 me, loping heavily along, and by good luck hit him 

 again at 125 yards. He is a real prize, and also this 

 was meat day. After this ran into some oribi in grass 

 and missed them eight times, but as they are next to 

 dik-dik for smaUness this did not depress me, in the cir- 

 cumstances. Shortly after saw an impalla. Could not 

 get near him, but was willing to take a chance. Missed 

 first at about 250 yards. Then he partly faced me, 

 and I broke his hind leg. Then hit him in the ribs at 

 317, which was sheer luck. 



Meat enough assured, I returned to camp, after three 

 hours. Retired to tent, and had mosquito canopy up 

 account of flies. Wrote log and read. Hard to get 

 comfy, as any position aches, and any change of po- 

 sition hurts like blazes. 



About four o'clock the sky overcast, so I resolved to 

 scout a bit down river. That would finish what I 

 wanted to know about this country, and enable me to 



