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a corner of the open downs. We followed its trail until 

 the light grew too dim for shooting, but never overtook it, 

 although at the last we could hear it ahead of us breaking 

 the branches; 

 and we made 

 -our way back to 

 camp through 

 the darkness. 



The other day 

 made amends. 

 It was Kermit's 

 turn to shoot an 

 elephant, and 

 mine to shoot a 

 rhinoceros; and 

 each of us was 

 to act as the 

 backing gun for 

 the other. In 

 the forenoon, we 

 saw a bull rhino 

 with a good horn 

 walking over the 

 open downs. A 

 convenient hill 

 enabled us to 

 cut him off with- 

 out difficulty, 

 and from its 

 summit we 

 killed him at the 

 base, fifty or six- 

 ty yards off. His 



front horn was nearly twenty-nine inches long; but though he 

 was an old bull, his total length, from tip of nose to tip of tail, 

 was only twelve feet, and he was, I should guess, not more 

 than two-thirds the bulk of the big bull I killed in the Sotik. 



A watch-tower in Meru shambas 

 From a photograph by Edmund Heller 



