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particular luck, but Eustace got the finest trophy 

 of the trip, a koodoo bull, whose gigantic horns 

 measured 36 inches straight, 52 inches on the 

 outside curve, 10 inches in circumference, and 

 22 inches tip to tip. I had many long days, 

 climbing from daylight till dusk, but the hardest 

 of them all was an unsuccessful one. I was out 

 soon after 5 a.m. and picked up fresh spoor of a 

 koodoo bull at 7. I had three picked men with 

 me; these I deployed in line along the side of 

 the hill. At about 9.30 the man above me 

 whistled, and I ran up ; he had seen a koodoo walk- 

 ing on in front of him through the light bush; 

 I following, running for half an hour, when there 

 was a crash barely twenty yards ahead. I saw 

 a pair of horns, and he was gone. I spoored for 

 another half-hour, then a whistle from below, and, 

 running down, this man had seen several cows 

 and a splendid bull file past him within sixty 

 yards; there were their tracks right enough. I 

 went on after them, and got into a country of 

 open, stony ridges. All at once I saw the herd 

 just walking over the next ridge some 500 yards 

 away. I now pulled off my coat, rolled up my 

 sleeves, and, stuffing a few cartridges in my 

 breeches pockets, ran as hard as I could for the 

 ridge. Arrived there, I peeped over, and there 

 was the annoying beast just topping the next 

 ridge beyond and still out of range. I continued 



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