Lichtenstein Hartebeest 



is quite common in this neighbourhood, and 

 the dogs would probably have succumbed to 

 their bites in a short time. 



From the main camp I still visited the buffalo 

 kills, when I could summon up strength of mind 

 to face the stench, which was the more trying 

 as it was necessary to do so before breakfast and 

 on an empty stomach. 



I went out one day to a big open flat, where I 

 found seven Lichtenstein hartebeest, and leaving 

 Cooe with the '577, I stalked this herd. With 

 my glasses I spotted a good bull, which was a 

 little beyond the rest. The cover in this place 

 was almost nil : a few stunted bushes and a 

 white-ant hill or two. They were some three 

 hundred yards away from us when I started 

 my crawl, but by lying flat and crawling with 

 the greatest care I managed to reach an ant- 

 hill, which enabled me to get a hundred yards 

 nearer, where I took a rest. The grass had 

 been burnt off the country a short time previ- 

 ously, the young and new grass on which the 

 game was feeding coming up thickly on the 

 burnt parts. 



The perspiration streamed down my face, 

 my hands and knees were sore and bleeding 

 from contact with the short stubs of the burnt 

 grass, and I was, moreover, as black as a sweep. 

 After a few minutes' rest I cautiously peeped 

 round the foot of the ant-hill, and to my delight 



