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rien -on the other, entire strangers—not even recog- 
e Kafirs who had accompanied us from the south. 
: turned over a fresh leaf in Nature’s book, and it 
ted us until the sluggish waters of the Zouga River and Lake 
madou came in sight, with their lonely palm-trees, and, on 
the upper reaches of the river, unusually thick bush. You 
thence passed through a country cut up with narrow sleepy 
ms, or by the dry barren road, eastward of Lake Kamadou, 
e open flats of the Zambesi, the approach from the side of 
Chobé being studded with euphorbia-trees, quaint of growth, 
excellently named candelabra. Throughout these parts 
you hardly see a hillock ; so rare, indeed, is the sight, that 
one tiny, isolated mound is named ‘Sisalébue ’—‘ we are still 
e. ag at you’—by the Kafirs, in recognition of the scarcity 
of even such haycocks. Beyond the Zouga the wonderful 
abundance of animal life is not maintained. There is game, 
but not in large herds. The happy hunting grounds in my 
time began at the Molcpo and ended at the Zouga. 
Throughout South Africa the sparseness of the population 
has favoured the increase of the game, coupled with the fact 
- that the people were not adequately armed for its destruction. 
The massing of animals in particular localities, dependent on 
the waters, which are few and far between, may perhaps have 
led to an exaggerated idea of the sum total ; but put it as you 
will, after all real and imaginary deductions from whatsoever 
_ Cause, there never was a land so full of wild life since ante- 
diluyian days, It will die out before guns and civilisation, and 
that quickly, though the fly may bar the way to mounted 
_ sportsmen, for there are no dense jungles or inaccessible ranges 
mountains for the beasts to fall back upon. 
