298 GIRAFFE HUNTING. 



A mature leopard, but of rather small size, was in 

 the trap. In a moment the whole pack was upon 

 the cat. The spotted beauty fought a most deter- 

 mined battle, but it was obvious from the commence- 

 ment of the struggle, that it was sorely hampered 

 in its activity by the clog that grasped its thigh. 

 Nevertheless, ten minutes elapsed before the fight 

 was terminated, and in that brief time two of my 

 best dogs were killed. Of course I tried to shoot 

 the foe, but I could not get a chance to do so, with- 

 out imperilling the life of one or other of my 

 favourites. The result of this rencontre is not a 

 precedent to be followed, for the leopard laboured 

 under unusual disadvantages. But for the trap, I 

 am convinced Master " Spots " would have accom- 

 plished his escape and left more of his enemies hors 

 de combat. 



When I reached Linikani, I found that nothing 

 but wars and rumours of wars exercised the minds 

 of the adjoining white community, so I hurried 

 south to offer my services, and, if accepted, once 

 more to wear the uniform of my Queen and 

 country. 



