34 TALES OF A NOMADf 



anxious to do something more with the troop I did not 

 follow her. I was secretly disappointed at not having 

 bagged a right and left. I ran as hard as I could at a 

 tangent, reloading as I ran, and, pulling up, gave them 

 two more barrels at a range of something over 200 

 yards. The second ball told with a smart slap. I 

 slipped the two dogs, and followed up myself at full 

 speed. 



One of my dogs was an excellent creature. He 

 would bring almost anything to bay, and at the same 

 time had the sense to keep himself out of danger. He 

 would bite anybody excepting me. I bought him from a 

 Caffre for a cotton blanket and a yard of calico, and 

 therefore n?med him " Four-and-sixpence ". 



I soon heard the dogs giving tongue, and on getting 

 to the spot found that they had a bull at bay in a small 

 clump of wild dates down in a hollow. 



On seeing me arrive on the scene, Four-and-six went 

 in with a dash and irritated him, on which he made a 

 short charge out of the dates and I dropped him. 

 Four-and-six danced round him and did a general 

 worry. The first bullet had struck him on the croup 

 and had travelled forward. 



This was not the first bull I fired at. I fancy he had 

 left the troop at once and had entered the bush which 

 skirted the mountain. 



C now came up having heard the reports of my 



rifle. I told him about the wounded cow that had 

 separated, and he accompanied me to go and look for 

 her. 



We returned to the place where she had left the herd, 

 and began to spoor her up. There was a free blood 

 spoor, and I was in hopes that she would be unable 



