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gave a little cover, and I killed her at a hundred and eighty 

 yards, using the Springfield, the lightest and handiest of all 

 my rifles. Her flesh was good to eat, and the skin, as with 

 all our specimens, was saved for the National Museum. 

 I did not again have to shoot a sow, although I killed half- 

 grown pigs for the table, and boars for specimens. This 

 sow and her porkers were not rooting, but were grazing 



Making camp at Bondoni 

 From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt 



as if they had been antelope; her stomach contained noth- 

 ing but chopped green grass. Wart-hogs are common 

 throughout the country over which we hunted. They are 

 hideous beasts, with strange protuberances on their cheeks; 

 and when alarmed they trot or gallop away, holding the 

 tail perfectly erect with the tassel bent forward. Usually 

 they are seen in family parties, but a big boar will often be 

 alone. They often root up the ground, but the stomachs of 

 those we shot were commonly filled with nothing but grass. 



