4 SPEARING ANTELOPE. 



buck, I jumped on my horse and taking the spear endeavoured 

 to ride him down, and many an exciting chase I have had 

 after a wounded buck, which appeared to go just as fast on 

 three legs as on four, sometimes taking me over at least 

 seven miles before I could plant the spear into him and bowl 

 him over. 



I was one day following a herd with only one black buck 

 in it ; I took a running shot as he crossed me at a trot about 

 a hundred yards off ; the wind was blowing hard, I heard no 

 " tell," and as the buck dashed on at speed I thought I 

 had missed ; however, I took a look at him with the telescope 

 and saw on his flank a peculiar dark mark, and after getting 

 closer and having another look, I could see that the dark mark 

 was blood. I at once mounted and gave chase ; for some 

 distance he bounded along as if nothing had happened, but 

 when he found me pressing him he left the herd and made for 

 every bit of jungle he could find, gaining on me considerably ; 

 however I stuck to him like a leech. He was once or twice 

 joined by other antelopes, but I knew my victim by the blood 

 on his flank ; once he laid down and when I got up to him I 

 could not spear him on account of the bushes, and on he 

 went again, taking me right back to the village. I ran him 

 up the slope of a well where the bullocks work, and he had no 

 help for it but to jump down the well or over the side of the 

 slope ; he did the latter, and I gave him his quietus with the 

 spear in his neck, after a run of between three and four miles. 



I used to have capital sport coursing the half grown 

 fawns of this antelope ; they would go very strong for a 

 mile or two, but when overtaken were easily pulled down. 

 But the best coursing I had was with the pretty little silver 

 grey sweet-scented fox (Cams bengalensis). I call it 



