A RUSH TO THE BUSI 



gunner. The following is my method of shooting. 

 With my dogs and a number of negroes I proceed to 

 beat the borders of the native cultivated fields. Fre- 

 quently I come across a flock, which hasten to take 

 refuge in a tree, proclaiming by a furious clamour 

 the displeasure with which they see the dogs. Abso- 

 lutely hypnotised by the sight, they will remain, I 

 think, a good hour on their perch before flying off. 

 Selecting a clearing, I make a signal to one of the men 

 to advance towards me making a great clatter. At 

 the noise the guinea-fowl take wing, and some of them 

 pass me, speeding in full flight above the trees. I 

 have been able in this manner to kill eight out of a 

 flock containing a hundred head. 



Five hours' march brought us the next day to the 

 village of M'sissi. Setting out again at two o'clock, 

 we cross the river Masomba and Rotunda, and camp 

 at Chaia at six in the evening, after a march of thirty- 

 four kilometres. We miss meeting the chief of the 

 district of Moribane, who had departed to rejoin his 

 station on Mount Chimani-mani. 



Chaia is a large Kafir village, formerly the chief 

 place in the district. For hygienic reasons the latter 

 has been transferred to the mountain. I remained 

 there one day, occupied in searching for ruins, of which 

 my guides told me, but which they had certainly 

 never seen except in a dream. 



The next day we depart at two o'clock in the after- 

 noon, and almost immediately again cross the 



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