The White Goat and his Country 



nanny, as has been said before, are but sHghtly 

 different from those of the male. They are, 

 perhaps, more slender, as is also the total make- 

 up of the animal. In camp I said to T 



that I desired only one more of those thirty- 

 five goats, a billy ; and that if I secured him 

 the next day, that should be the last. Fortune 

 was for us. We surprised a bunch of several. 

 They had seen me also, and I was obliged to 

 be quick. This resulted in some shots miss- 

 ing, and in two, perhaps three, animals going 

 over ledges with bullets in them, leaving safe 

 behind the billy I wanted. His conduct is an 

 interesting example of the goat's capacity to 

 escape you and die uselessly, out of your reach. 

 I had seen him reel at my first shot, but he 

 hurried around a corner, and my attention was 

 given to others. As I went down, I heard a 



shot, and came round the corner on T , 



who stood some hundred yards further along 



the ledge beside a goat. T had come 



on him lying down. He had jumped up and 



run apparently unhurt, and T had shot 



him just as he reached the end of the ledge. 

 Beyond was a fall into inaccessible depths. 



Besides T 's shot we found two of mine — 



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