TREKKING THROUGH THE THIRST 



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A wounded tommy 

 From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt 



brought down with 

 a single shot. The 

 little full-jacketed, 

 sharp-pointed bullet 

 made a terrific rend- 

 ing compared with 

 the heavier, ordina- 

 ry-shaped bullet of 

 the same composi- 

 tion. 



I was much 

 pleased with my 

 two prizes, for the 

 National Museum 

 particularly desired 

 a good group of eland. They were splendid animals, like 

 beautiful heavy cattle; and I could not sufficiently admire 

 their sleek, handsome, striped coats, their shapely heads, 

 fine horns, and massive bodies. The big bull, an old one, 

 looked blue at a distance; he was very heavy and his dewlap 

 hung down just as with cattle. His companion, although 

 much less heavy, was a full-grown bull in his prime, with 

 longer horns; for the big one's horns had begun to wear 

 down at the tips. In their stomachs were grass blades and, 

 rather to my surprise, aloe leaves. 



We had two canvas cloths with us, which Heller had 



instructed me to put 

 over anything I shot, 

 in order to protect it 

 from the sun; so, 

 covering both bulls, 

 I left a porter with 

 them, and sent in 

 nn other to notify 

 Heller who came 

 out with an ox wag- 



. , 

 Q ttlC 



Head of the old bull eland 



