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he can certainly satisfy his desires there. The bush 

 is nowhere thick, but at the same time there is plenty 

 of cover in the form of scrub and the inevitable thorn 

 trees. 



That evening, while the wagons were coming up, 

 we scouted round, but though we found plenty of game 

 spoor, we saw no fresh signs of lions. One of the 

 cowboys, however, shot a rhino which had charged 

 him. 



In the morning the hunters were out early, but they 

 had no luck of any kind. Game in plenty, yet not a 

 sign of lions — one and all made the same report. 

 Meanwhile the wagons had gone back to fetch more 

 water, and also to give the cattle a chance of drinking. 

 Now that the track was made it was possible for 

 them to do the double journey in a day — no small 

 consideration for us in the circumstances. 



The second day after our arrival we decided to 

 try the other side of the ridge. The rhino which the 

 cowboy had shot had been left there, and it was just 

 possible that the carcase had attracted some Hons, 

 who after gorging themselves on it might be sleeping 

 off the effects in the scrub. Consequently, we arranged 

 for Jones to work round a mile range from one end 

 of the reef, the two other cowboys to take the other 

 end, whilst Ulyate and myself scaled the rise and kept 

 a look-out for the signals which were to tell us if a 

 lion had been sighted. 



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