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ORYX AND VULTURES AT THE WATER HOLES 



so exactly alike in their contour that it appears 

 that they were made from the same mould. Tlie\' 

 look to be only some six or eight miles off. hut 

 they are nearer forty, so clear is the air. 



"Quite near stands a female giraffe with her 

 little one. He is frolicking about, kicking his 

 long, ungainly legs like a colt in the pasture. A 

 troop of oryx is coming down the valley headed 

 for the water; witii their long horns gle.-iming 



in the sunlight. They look like a squadron of 

 cavalry with drawn sabres. A herd of zebra 

 stands about under the thorn trees, and by him- 

 self, firm on his short, stumpy legs, is an old 

 rhino fast asleep. He has not moved for an 

 hour. The tick birds running up and down his 

 sides do not seem to disturb him in the least. 



"Walk down into the valley. The animals 

 will nut run from you. For a wager, if you 



