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put a quickly-aimed bullet through the neck of the 

 only one I could see, and brought him down 

 instantly. Without wasting time, we dashed after 

 his fellows. What a chase they gave us ! We 

 crossed and recrossed the Mbarangandu River, 

 wading knee-deep through the water, and tore 



THE FIRST ELEPHANT. 



through long, dense elephant grass, full of itching 

 upupu bean, at times running almost doubled in two 

 along the tunnel formed by the reeds after the 

 elephant had passed. Under such conditions as the 

 last mentioned, tracking elephants is nervous work, for 

 it is quite impossible to see more than a couple of 

 yards in any direction, and should an animal double 

 back on his spoor and charge, there is nothing left to 



