86 SPORT AND TRAVEL 



I was so hot from the haste I had made to climb 

 quickly up to where I thought I should find the 

 goat lying dead, that as I got up to Mustapha I 

 took off the heavy corduroy coat I was wearing and 

 threw it on the ground, forgetting for the moment 

 that all the cartridges I had with me were in one of 

 the pockets, or perhaps thinking that I should not be 

 likely to require anything more than the one shot I 

 carried with me in the rifle. The ravine, on the edge 

 of which we now stood, was little more than a narrow 

 gully, rather bushy just below, but steep and rocky on 

 the farther side. Mustapha was some yards below 

 me, for I had remained behind to examine the ground 

 in the hope of finding blood, when I saw him stop 

 suddenly, and, after gazing intently for an instant to 

 his right, come rushing back to me. He seized me 

 by the hand, and pulling me rapidly down to where 

 he had been standing, pointed to some bushes at the 

 foot of a rock some twenty yards to our right. I im- 

 mediately saw the great curved horn of the wounded 

 goat, but before I could make out anything more of 

 him, he rose to his feet in the shelter of a bush and 

 rushed down the steep slope below him. As he 

 dashed down amongst the rocks and bushes, I fired at 

 him, but could not tell whether or no I had hit him. 

 He had got down to the bottom of the gully with a 

 rush, but it was another matter getting up the steep 

 ascent on the other side. He had not far to climb to 

 reach the top, but as he dragged himself laboriously 



