1 1 8 After Big Game in Central Africa 



But they came too late. After trying paste, which 

 did not suit it, then chopped grass, which suited it 

 still less, I gave it Liebig, biscuits, flour, everything 

 which I could make it swallow ; but it needed its 

 mother's milk, and died before our eyes. Moreover, 

 it was suffering from inflammation of the bowels when 

 captured, and all my endeavours to cure it were not 

 equal to the precautions which its mother would have 



BERTRAND AND THE BABY ELEPHANT. 



taken. It died one night to my great regret, having 

 lived with us for twelve days. It was beginning 

 to understand very well when the men called it 

 ndjovo i.e., elephant. 



How many times have Bertrand and I not given 

 all our care and attention to the rearing of animals ? 

 We have never succeeded. Excepting monkeys, all 

 have died. I have had zebras, hartebeests, reed- 

 bucks, blue-bucks, lions, civet-cats, wild-cats, etc. It 

 was useless ! Something fatal always happens to 



