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fresh for the shot I mounted Tranquillity. Suddenly out 

 bounced the wounded bull from some bushes close by, 

 and the horse nearly had a fit; I could hardly get off in 



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at long range- 

 fortunately with 

 effect. It was a 

 magnificent bull 

 of the variety 

 called Patter- 

 son's eland, with 

 a fine head. Few 

 prize oxen would 

 be as heavy, and 

 in spite of its great size, its finely moulded limbs and beau- 

 tiful coat gave it a thoroughly game look. 



Oryx were now what I especially wished, and we devoted 

 all of the following day to their pursuit. We saw three bands, 



