A Huge Tortoise 



I spent my days on the island in pursuing the 

 wily red-legged partridge, a few of which were 

 to be found on the slopes of the rocky hills ; and 

 in trying to shoot a wild goat on a semi-detached 

 peninsula, known as the Barn Rock. These goats, 

 the offspring of tame ones run wild, are ex- 

 tremely difficult to stalk, and are quite as wary 

 and agile as any animal I have ever bagged. 



Dinizulu, the deported king of the Zulus, was 

 at this time a prisoner on St. Helena, and occu- 

 pied a small villa outside Georgetown. He was 

 quite an intelligent nigger, and not so fat as he 

 subsequently became. He had with him as fellow- 

 prisoners two or three of his uncles and head 

 Indunas, who all wore a kaross of skins and head- 

 rings, whilst Dinizulu himself was dressed in the 

 most up-to-date clothes. All of them had the 

 most extraordinarily lengthy finger-nails quite 

 an inch long. 



At the Governor's house a gigantic Galapagos 

 Island tortoise, like the largest ones in the Zoo, 

 was kept. They can move along quite easily 

 with a fair-sized child astride their shells. A 

 safe mount, but slow. 



