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this wild country therefore his surliness was 

 tolerated. Zulu, for that was his name, was an 

 enormous dog, possessed of great strength, and 

 looked as if he were a cross between a greyhound 

 and a mastiff, but partaking in appearance much 

 more of the former than of the latter. His speed 

 was considerable, but his powers of scent I never 

 saw equalled ; thus the largest antelope, if wounded, 

 could seldom escape him. But when he did secure 

 his prey, it was no easy or trifling matter to take it 

 from him. The natives dare not attempt to do so, 

 and I never did without considerable dread that he 

 would turn on me. Moreover, his power was so 

 great that there was only one effectual course to 

 pursue with Master Zulu, when he had to be re- 

 moved from the game he had pulled down, that was 

 to choke him. Now, if this formidable hound had 

 turned upon my new pets, at their infantile age, he 

 would soon have made short work of them ; but this, 

 strange to say, he never did, and though by ex- 

 pression and voice, he told them that their room was 

 better than their company, he generally abdicated 

 his resting-place in their favour. 



The lions, however, indicated no fear of the dog, 

 so it was not without considerable anxiety I anti- 

 cipated that a row would some day occur between 

 them. This would have been a sad contretemps, 

 for I valued both, and would have been sadly 

 grieved to have either injured or killed. 



