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and if some of the spirit of adventure is a little 

 dimmed by the continual passing of old camps and the 

 tripping against empty jam tins, the sport is still first- 

 class and nearly if not quite as good as ever it was. 

 The white hunter himself is an institution of the last 

 three or four years. The usual type speaks Swahili, 

 the language of the Safari, acts as go-between to 

 porters, servants, gun-bearers, and their masters, 

 oversees all the detail and routine of the camp, and 

 finally draws a very considerable salary. He in fact 

 smooths the way and is an immense convenience to 

 the shooting tourists, to whom he also secures at least 

 double the bag which they would otherwise obtain. 

 There are, moreover, many who are, in addition, both 

 sportsmen and naturalists, and whom, if they will consent 

 to go, it is a pleasure and privilege to accompany. 

 The record-breaker is an unpleasant feature of the 

 present day ; he is, I regret and say with due reluctance, 

 usually an American, and his object is to go one better 

 than his neighbour, or perhaps, rather, than his com- 

 patriot, either in the numbers of his bag, or in the 

 variety of it, or in the peculiar way in which it was 

 obtained. An example of the first is such a one as 

 has, more than once, been observed browning a herd of 

 Impalla or Hartebeeste, leaving the heads and carcasses 

 on the ground and giving as an excuse that his time 

 was nearly up and that he had not completed the totals 

 allowed on his licence. The second, whose record is 

 to be variety, accomplishes his object by including 

 among the slain such species of game as giraffe, 

 baboons, monkeys, snakes, crocodiles, jackals, cats, 

 rats, etc. While in the third class may be found the 

 man who procures his game with a lassoo, a trap or 

 from a balloon. I would not have it thought that I 



