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for several minutes, so, naturally, I became impatient 

 for the termination, so would have jumped off and 

 used my rifle, but the bush was thick, and I 

 was afraid of losing sight of the game for an 

 instant. 



" Thus we doubled backwards and forwards, to and 

 fro, till at length I began to believe that I was being 

 humbugged, so I clapped my spurs into the * old 

 moke' to make a final dash, when the brute put his 

 foot in a hole and sent me spinning over his head. 

 I wasn't hurt, but considerably shaken, and for some 

 minutes I remained in a sitting posture, looking at 

 my horse, who seemed to be actuated with the same 

 feelings, for he stood still looking at me. But the 

 trance was broken immediately I rose and advanced to 

 capture him, as then he wheeled upon his heels, and, 

 with a neigh, no doubt of satisfaction at having got 

 quit of me, started for home as fast as his legs would 

 take him. I felt so disgusted at the whole perform- 

 ance loss of ostrich and loss of horse that I almost 

 felt like taking a slap at the latter with my rifle as 

 he disappeared through the bush and bade me good- 

 bye. As long as it was light I was able to follow my 



