238 A MEDLEY OF SPORT 



blubber lips of the ebon beaters rent the air, and although 

 personally I could see nothing — owing to the density of 

 the cover through which we were beating — a dose of 



No. 3's from R 's 10-bore laid low a fine steinbok, 



much to the delight of the youngster who killed it. It 

 was his first buck. 



With the exception of a brace of black korhaan which 

 rose far out of shot of everyone, nothing further was 

 flushed until the pan was reached, which, upon being 

 driven, yielded a goodly contribution to the bag in the 

 shape of duck, pink-bill teal, coot, black-quilled and 

 painted snipe ; the latter being shot along the spongy 

 shores of the little lagoon. 



A description of the manner in which every individual 

 bird was killed — or missed — would prove but monotonous 

 reading. Suffice to say we enjoyed very fair sport 

 amongst the feather and fur of the veldt on that sunny 

 New Year's morning. 



