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dogs one had to spring about the flat rocks and the loose 

 stones. 



The formation of the hill was very remarkable. We found 

 rocks of the most extraordinary shapes, many of them like 

 large mushrooms. Below them all was hollowed out and 

 traversed by passages, and through the clefts and wide cracks, 

 which had to be jumped, we often caught a glimpse of the 

 dark tunnels in which the dachshunds were hunting, and out 

 of which they now and again crept. 



In front of one of these countless fissures the dogs gave 

 tongue, and then vanished into the rock, and a few seconds 

 afterwards a Lynx came bounding out of its hiding-place. I 

 was standing on a projection, under which it would have to 

 pass, and at my first shot it doubled up, but pulled itself 

 together again, and had to be finished off with a second dose 

 of B.B. It was a very powerful grey-coloured beast with 

 tufted ears a true African Desert Lynx, larger and stronger 

 than its European congener. 



The Grand Duke had meanwhile been trying the opposite 

 side of the hill and had seen two lynxes, but the glimpses that 

 he had got of them were so momentary that shooting was out 

 of the question. We met at the prearranged point, and now 

 worked the ground together with all the dachshunds. 



The merry music of the dogs was soon heard again, and 

 we hurried forward ; but unfortunately my uncle, whose turn 

 it was to shoot, did not get over the stones fast enough, so the 

 lynx left its cover unmolested and disappeared again among 

 the rocks. The dogs followed the trail over these shelving 

 obstructions as well as their short legs would let them, and in 

 a few minutes they began baying in front of a bolt-hole 

 which ran underneath a great mass of rock, on the other side 

 of which was the wide entrance to the den. With a little 

 persuasion several of them pressed into the dark tunnel, 

 where they seemed to pen the lynx into a sort of blind alley. 



