Warthog 
scalp. This is a necessity. For if a nigger 
be left to his own sweet devices he is apt to cut 
the skin off close to where the skull joins the 
neck vertebre, with a result that if the trophy 
is to be set up on a shield, the look of it is com- 
pletely spoilt. It is far better to leave on too 
much neck-skin—that can always be reduced 
when in the taxidermist’s hands. 
The meat of these pigs is quite excellent 
eating. My boys brought in the whole of the 
carcass, and I reserved a haunch for my own 
consumption. I stumbled across a very humble 
object on my walk back to camp—a land 
tortoise, and a fairly large one. I made one 
of the boys carry it. On my return to camp I 
bored with a bradawl a small hole in the tail end 
of his shell, put a small loop of soda-water wire 
into this hole, then tied a long string to the wire. 
I fastened him up to the pole that should have 
held my small warthog, but his movements 
were so slow and cautious that I soon afterwards 
put him outside of the tent and tied him to a 
tent peg, where he could crawl! and hide himself 
in the long grass to his heart’s content. I 
eventually got this animal back as far as Fontes- 
villa, but lost him one evening from under the 
hotel, where he spent most of the day, and, I 
Suppose, night; perhaps it was as well, for a 
more uninteresting pet I never possessed, and 
it would have been a great nuisance had 
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