294 ADVENTURES OF AN ELEPHANT HUNTER CH. 



by a tornado, picked up the spoor and started off 

 in pursuit. At about 8 o'clock, we came up with 

 the herd feeding in a belt of dense bush several 

 hundred yards in width, on the banks of the 

 Luhanyando, and hearing the crash of a breaking 

 tree, my two trackers and I made a bee-line in the 



direction of the sound. We had managed to crawl 

 to within forty or fifty yards of our quarry, when 

 the wind, suddenly veering, flung them our scent 

 and sent them stampeding in all directions through 

 the bush. Selecting the spoor of one large tusker, 

 who had taken to a more open part of the country, 

 we hurried along in pursuit, but he proved to be a 

 wary old stager, up to every move of the game, 



