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the back of its massive neck, very much after the style of 

 our European stag. But it is a riddle, in both cases, how 

 they seem to be impeded so little. 



I felt nearly sure that I could count on finding some 

 gamesome old rhinoceroses up among the mountains, and 

 my Wandorobo guides kept declaring that I should see 

 some extraordinary horns. They were not wrong. 



I strongly advise any one who contemplates betaking 

 himself to the velt after big game to set about the 

 enterprise in the true sporting spirit, making of it a really 

 genuine contest between man and beast — a genuine duel — 

 not an onslaught of the many upon the one. Many 

 English writers support me in this, and they understand 

 the claims of sport in this field as well as we Germans do 

 at home. The English have instituted clearly defined 

 rules which no sportsman may transgress. In truth, it 

 is a lamentable thing to see the Sonntagsjdger importing 

 himself with his unaccustomed rifle amid the wild life of 

 Africa ! 



I shall always look back with satisfaction to the great 

 Scholler expedition which I accompanied for some time 

 in 1896. Not one of the natives, not one of the soldiers, 

 ventured to shoot a single head of game throughout that 

 expedition, even in those regions which until then had 

 never been explored by Europeans. The most rigid 

 control was exercised over them from start to finish. I 

 have good grounds for saying that this spirit has prevailed 

 far too little as a general thing in Africa. 



I have invariably maintained discipline among my own 

 followers, and they have always submitted to it. How 



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