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them when I was spotted by a wary doe. I saw 

 at once that I was " given away," and collapsed 

 in the grass with as little movement as possible ; 

 the gerenuk stared hard, then " advanced by 

 rushes" at me, stopping after each rush for 

 another stare, the others watching her with mild 

 astonishment in their large eyes. At about twenty- 

 five yards she must have got my wind or something, 

 for, without warning, down went her long neck 

 and they all trotted silently off, stooping down 

 till hidden by the bushes. 



Eustace here bagged two nice Spekes gazelle 

 bucks, and I got a doe, by mistake of course but 

 the does have horns, and are almost indistinguish- 

 able. I missed two or three shots ; notably, one 

 at another large hog. My hunter, Hassan, con- 

 soled (?) me by saying, " Never mind pig run 

 away ; when you get to libbah (lion), he run to 

 you." " Awful fun if I'm going to miss," remarks 

 my diary. 



On May 5 we did two long marches. I 

 missed a good gerenuk in the morning ; but worse 

 was to follow. At about 4 p.m., when riding 

 through some bushy country, I saw a troop of 

 grey animals, looking like horses, with horns 

 growing straight up to a length that made my 

 mouth water; they were some way off, but all 

 staring intently in my direction. I stayed motion- 

 less for a minute, but as they didn't seemed scared, 



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