TIGER SLAYER BY ORDER 



On this march I shot a very fine specimen of the wart- 

 hog. They are very formidable looking beasts, armed with 

 enormous white tusks, but as compared with the valiant 

 Indian boar are really cowards at heart. The large, 

 fleshy protuberances beneath the eyes and near the snout 

 give this animal its appropriate name of wart-hog. 



It is very difficult to find them in rideable country, 

 hence they are not hunted after the Indian manner with a 

 spear but are generally shot. I speared one once, however, 

 near Berbera, but this beast had been previously wounded 

 by a bullet. 



We remained in this beautiful country where we formed 

 our permanent camp for several weeks, during which time 

 I was seldom, from sunrise to sunset, more than an hour 

 at the camp, being always out hunting either in the saddle 

 or on foot. 



The country simply abounded with game to an extent 

 I never yet had seen, and I had most glorious sport with 

 elephants, lions and a variety of antelopes. The natives, 

 too, were very friendly, flocking to my camp for meat, of 

 which I had always plenty. 



This was my last shooting camp of any importance in 

 Somaliland, but before concluding the narrative of my 

 adventures in that country, I must not omit to mention 

 a strange and cruel method of hunting elephants resorted 

 to by some of the Gadabarsi elephant hunters. While a 

 band of these were with me at one of my camps, they 

 described their method to me. It appears that like the 

 Hamran Arabs, they ride after an elephant and hamstring 

 him with a sword, one man riding in front, usually on a 

 white horse to attract the elephant's attention. The 

 swords used are single-handed ones, with blades as sharp 

 as razors, strapped to a bone handle with raw hide. 



In describing their manner of attacking an elephant 

 I cannot do better than quote the following passage from 

 Sir Samuel Baker's most interesting work, " Nile Tributaries 

 of Abyssinia " : 



" The elephant stood facing us like a statue ; it 



did not move a single muscle beyond a quick and 



restless action of the eyes, that were watching all 

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