2 iS THE HUNTING GROUNDS 



Googooloo called my attention by a signal, and turn- 

 ing round I saw my quondam friend, the female who 

 gave the alarm, helping a young one over some rough 

 ground about a couple of hundred yards distant. 

 As she was going off at a shuffling trot that forbade 

 any hope I might have of overtaking her, I took a 

 steady aim at the young one, hitting it severely and 

 rolling it over. The smoke had hardly cleared 

 away, and I had just snatched a loaded gun from 

 Chineab, (who ran like a cat up a tree,) when down 

 she came on me with a hoarse roar of vengeance. 

 I let her charge to within twenty paces from me, 

 when I gave her a right and left full in the fore- 

 head, which stopped her career and brought her to 

 her knees, and Googooloo, who stood steadily by my 

 side, handed me my second gun, with which I gave 

 her a "finisher" as she was attempting to regain 

 her legs. A convulsive tremor passed over her 

 body, and all was still. 



I reloaded the guns, and despatched the young 

 one, which could hardly drag itself along, and as 

 there was no other tusker in the herd, I did not care 

 to follow it up further, so I gave directions to 

 Chineah and the rest of the gang, who came up, to 

 build a hut, whilst I and Googooloo went out to try 

 and kill a deer for food ; but after a hard fag our 

 only bag was a large porcupine, a peafowl, a wild 

 cat, and three black monkeys, which latter proved 

 very acceptable to the Mulchers. 



On my return to the gang, I found a very com- 



