An African Shooting Trip 



and I were walking down through the green 

 belt one morning, a lesser kudu suddenly 

 sprang into view, and gave me a running end 

 on shot about fifty yards off. We saw he was 

 hit, and following quickly through some brush 

 came on another male kudu, which was cross- 

 ing only thirty yards away, offering an easy 

 running shot. He only went a short distance, 

 with the .577 ball behind his shoulder. A 

 quick run brought us up to the animal first 

 wounded, which was soon brought down. By 

 good fortune, in stumbling upon these beau- 

 tiful creatures, we had in a few minutes ob- 

 tained two fine specimens of a rare species. 



While camped here, we had company near 

 by in the shape of a large native camel currier 

 or village. The news had spread that two 

 white sahibs had come on the ground for the 

 special purpose of killing off lion ; so these 

 people immediately moved in, and said they 

 would remain as long as we stayed, and kept 

 up the good work of extermination. 



We were obliged finally, however, to move 

 on from this happiest hunting ground of all. 

 Our stock of provisions was getting low, and 

 every day made it shrink alarmingly. It was 



not easy to leave a spot where we had had 



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