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ing over the edge of the cliff about 400 yards 

 above me, on the opposite side ! Presently he 

 turned and walked out of sight. No sooner 

 had he disappeared before another turned up, 

 and soon the whole herd was on the move. If 

 they came my way, it would be all right ; but 

 if they went up the hill, they would be placed, 

 as it were, in a teacup, and quite unapproachable. 

 Being amongst some rocks at an angle giving 

 a good view, besides affording cover, I remained 

 there and watched the sky-line. They were 

 evidently grazing their way down, and in my 

 direction, for once in a way coming to be shot. 

 First one showed himself opposite, and came 

 over into my ravine, and then was followed by 

 some of the others. They were sportively in- 

 clined, and butted at each other as they pottered 

 along, scratching their backs against the rocks 

 like sheep. They came exactly in front of where 

 I lay, fearing almost to breathe. Still, although 

 within 150 yards, I did not shoot, having seen 

 some better heads above, and waited for the 

 whole herd to come into view, so as to select 

 the best head before firing. The rest, however, 

 did not follow, and these few rejoining the others, 

 the whole herd disappeared once more. 



