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I then stalked a Wart-hog boar, who was rooting 

 in the open park-lands, and whose tusks I could 

 not see, until a close inspection showed them to be 

 old and worn down. The wind was good, so I got 

 within forty yards of my quarry before he heard me, 

 erected his tail and dashed off in a cloud of dust. 

 One Grant's Gazelle, a rare animal on the Amala, 

 was also seen, but its horns were poor, thin and wide 

 and of the Lemik plain type, much inferior to the 

 splendid specimens found in the Kodong. Topi 

 and Zebra were in hundreds in every direction, and 

 near the river, where the lions usually killed at 

 night, were the remains of many victims being 

 pecked at by numerous vultures and Marabout 

 Storks. 



I wandered for an hour amidst a large belt of 

 trees that fringed the river, which was covered with 

 longish grass, but otherwise open, and put up three 

 pairs of Ward's Reedbuck. At one of these, as 

 it had a good head, I tried to obtain a shot, but, 

 contrary to the usual experience, it was very wild, 

 and dashed off with a loud whistle, and never halted 

 till it plunged in some dense bush beside the river, 

 where I could not follow it. 



Then, as the evening was coming on, I made a 

 wide circuit over the park-lands, turning towards 

 camp as the sun neared the horizon. Here I 

 encountered some low, stony hills where Oribi were 

 very numerous. 



These little antelopes always live together in 

 pairs, and dash away for some fifty yards before 

 rising perpendicularly on their hind-legs — a curious 

 habit. In works of Natural History and sport 

 dealing with African game I do not see it stated 



