-^ After Elephants with Wandorobo 



In the bush, not far from these oryx antelopes, I 

 come unexpectedly on a small herd of beautiful dwarf 

 kudus. They take to flight, but reappear for a moment 

 in a glade. This kind of sudden glimpse of these timid, 

 pretty creatures is a real delight to one. Their great 

 anxious eyes gaze inquiringly at the intruder, while their 

 large ears stand forward in a way that gives a most 

 curious aspect to their shapely heads. The colouring of 

 their bodies accords in a most remarkable degree with 

 their environment, and this accentuates the individuality 

 of their heads, seen thus by the hunter. Off they scamper 

 again now, in a series of extraordinarily long and high 

 jumps, gathering speed as they go, and unexpectedly 

 darting now In one direction, now in another. It is very 

 exciting work tracking the fugitive kudu, and when It Is 

 a question of a single specimen you may very well mark 

 It down In the end ; but according to my own experience 

 It Is next to impossible to follow up a herd, for one 

 animal after another breaks away from It, seeking safety 

 on Its own account. 



Now we come again to an open grassy stretch of 

 velt. With a sudden clatter of hoofs a herd of some 

 thirty zebras some hundred paces off take to flight and 

 escape unhurt by us Into the security of a distant thicket. 

 The older animals and the leaders of the herd keep 

 looking backwards anxiously with outstretched necks. 

 Even in the thicket their bright colouring makes them 

 discernible at this hour of the day. But our attention 

 is distracted now elsewhere. Far away on the horizon 

 appear the unique outlines of a herd of giraffes. The 



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