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Shot Bullock used as a Charger Experiments to ride him Another 

 Shot at Buffaloes A Match for the Lion Running down an Eland 

 How it is Done Damoiselle Cranes Massara Bushmen Our Line of 

 March Man with Three Wives The Youngest Wife Her Speed 

 Her Favourite Delicacy Her Visits Bush-people's Appreciation of 

 Snuff An Excellent Vegetable The Probable Fate of the Massaras 

 My Levee of Sick Natives How I manage to prescribe for them . . 348 



CHAPTER XXXI. 



LAID UP IN THE GREAT THIRST LAND. 



A Strange Spot A Picturesque Camp Namaqua Partridge A Visit from 

 the Bush-people Dog seized by Leopard A Prickly Screen for Safety 

 Massara's Feeding-powers Giving Ruby a Run A Miss-shot 

 Koodoo Stealing upon Giraffes One brought low After a Cow and 

 her Little One Ready for the Shot Thrown Gradually recover Con- 

 sciousness Used up The Bushmen Find me Lost Brought back to 

 Camp The Guide Hunts for me His Success ' 361 



CHAPTER XXXII. 



ON THE RETURN JOURNEY. 



Hunted by a Wounded Tusker He Misses his Mark Never will chase Man 

 more Good-bye to the Massaras Souvenirs My Gift to the Beauty 

 Treck, Treck, Treck ! Water-pits Where has the Water gone ? 

 Digging for the Precious Liquid Quenching Thirst A Baobab-tree 

 Meruley Fruit Disaffection among my Servants My Attendants have 

 Fled ! Reviving the Fires Stung by a Scorpion My Attendants' 

 Festivities Disturbing the Merry-makers Ordered to Return to my 

 Camp Foreloper Refuses Coppies Black Rhinoceros Shot Dead 

 Klep Springers My Saddle in Sad State Little Grey Monkeys 

 Beautiful Koodoo 370 



CHAPTER XXXIII. 



OUR SUFFERINGS IN THE GREAT THIRST LAND. 



Learning to Labour and to Wait Utter Loneliness Foreloper's Insolence 

 Doubts about Umganey Looking for my Oxen Trecking by Night 

 Camp attacked by Rhinoceros Covered by a Blanket A very cool 

 Morning A beautiful Spot My Cattle unattended to I fell the Driver 

 and Foreloper Foreloping in Sand No Water to be had Cattle mad- 

 dened at the Smell of my small Private Supply Ackerman ungovernable 

 He knocks me to the Ground Umganey HI Poor Bob Wounded 

 Poor Forty's Hind-legs Broken Dire Extremities Water ! Water ! 

 Saved A Toung Boer Traveller His Misfortunes His Saulted Horse 

 slain by a Lion Porty not Dead Drinking-places Wild Animals 



