OF THE OLD WOKLD. 2(;3 



I entered a rather open baniboo-junc,4e, when, from 

 the peculiar noises on all sides, I knew I was in the 

 middle of a laruje herd. 



I saw several groups of females browsing about, 

 and threaded my way amongst them, with Chineah 

 close at my side, keeping a sharp look-out for a 

 tusker. We were several times very nearly dis- 

 covered, although we kept in the shade as much as 

 possible, and always strove to get to leeward. I had 

 counted sixteen elephants without having distin- 

 guished any with tusks, when my attention was 

 arrested by hearing a low grunt, and on turning a 

 cover of dense thicket, I perceived a stately bull, 

 with a fine pair of " ivories," swinging himself to 

 and fro, whilst a female was caressing his neck with 

 her trunk. 



I stole gently forward, closely followed by Chi- 

 neah, and, after a little careful and exciting stalking, 

 managed to conceal myself behind a clump of bam- 

 boos near which he was standing, which fortunately 

 was to leeward. I remained without stirring for a 

 few moments, the bull not giving me the chance of 

 a fair shot, altliough I could have doubled up the 

 female half a dozen times over, as I got a full view 

 of her forehead within fifteen paces. At last he 

 swerved round, fronting me, but his head turned 

 towards the female, who just at this moment seemed 

 to have caught scent of us, for she raised her trunk 

 in a very inquisitive manner, and tore down one of 

 the bamboos in front of us. No time was to be lost ; 



