CHAPTER XVI. 



A QUIET STALK SUCCESSFUL SHOTS. 



IN many parts of this remote portion of Africa I 

 have come across natives who knew well the mighty 

 Nimrod, some even that have hunted with him, 

 and one and all agreed that he was the bravest 

 and most daring white man they ever knew. To 

 them I have recounted the principal episodes which 

 he narrates in his work, and which have been 

 condemned as utterly improbable, nay impossible, 

 by many of his countrymen ; but one and all, 

 without a single dissenting voice, attested to their 

 truth. Sicomey, the father of Khama, now king 

 of Bamangwato, when a fugitive at Matchaping's, ,, 

 told me of deeds performed by Gordon Gumming, 

 which, if possible, outrivalled those he has recounted j 

 in his work ; and I have often thought that these 

 were withheld from the British public for the reason 

 that he had not authentic witnesses to produce who 

 could endorse his statements. 



A quiet night, early in the yoke, and I soon 

 got clear of the rough country. The veldt before 



