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before daylight I never got a shot at them at all. This time, 
as I thought it possible that the lion might not come back until 
after the moon had set, when it would be intensely dark, I was 
determined to be as close to him as possible. There being 
only one lion to deal with, I was not much afraid of his inter- 
fering with me, at any rate before he was fired at, and so made 
my shelter as small as possible in order that it should not 
attract his attention. We first chopped a few straight poles, 
and leant them together at the back of the tree, and then covered 
them with some leafy branches. 
That evening I had dinner with Dr. Edgelow, and about 
half-past seven, just as night was closing in, took my rifle and 
blankets and crawled into my shelter, in which I had only just 
room to sit upright. John then closed the entrance behind me, 
and I prepared for a long vigil. As the moon was now within 
two nights of the full, it would have been a lovely moonlight 
night had it not been that the sky was overcast with clouds ; 
but these clouds were light and fleecy, so that the moon gave a 
strong light through them. Looking through the side of my 
leafy shelter, I could very distinctly see John and the two Kafir 
boys sitting by their fire at the side of the waggon, as well as 
the head of my old horse, which was tied to the forewheel on 
the further side ; my oxen, too, I could clearly distinguish, so 
clearly indeed, that I could make out their colours, and see 
the raw-hide thongs with which they were tied to the yokes. 
_ Some were standing up, and every now and again one of these 
_ would move about and rattle the iron trek-chain as he did so, 
_ but the greater part of them were lying down chewing the cud 
 contentedly, after a good day’s feed. Besides my waggon, I 
_ could see, too, all the huts on the hill-side within Mr. Graham’s 
_ compound, and hear the Kafir workboys talking and laughing 
noisily, as is their wont while sitting round the camp fire of an 
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As the shooting-hole between the diverging branches of 
@ the tree behind which I sat only allowed me to get a view 
_ directly over the carcase of the ox, I arranged another opening 
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