DEATH OF MARE. 237 
Still eats a little. Stoffel, Dorehill, and Jacob rode 
to shoot, and Jacob shot a giraffe. I went on again 
a short distance with the waggons, through heavy 
mopani veldt, finally stopping on a 'sandbelt'^ near 
a pan of water. Went out on foot in the evening, 
and saw some pallah, steinbok, and quagga, but they 
were too wild for me to get a shot. 
"■November 2Zth. — Cloudy morning. Heavy 
shower came on immediately after my return from 
an unsuccessful hunt on ' Bob.' . . . Busy buying 
corn. The water lay deep all round my waggon. 
The mare lying down, every now and then getting 
up, but breathing very heavily, and, when last I saw 
her, making a ' roaring ' sound. Nothing was run- 
ning from her nose, but I found inside it a little 
bright yellow and black matter. I don't know that 
she ate anything to-day. She lay most of the time 
with her nose on the dirty ground. The skin of her 
back is all peeling off 
''November 2()tk.- — ^ Slightly cloudy day; very 
pleasant. Mare dead ; froth like white sea foam on 
her nostrils, and inside clear yellow liquid, a lot of 
which had run out. She was not perfectly cold when 
I saw her. All of them say it is horse-sickness. 
Dorehill afterwards opened her, and one of his boys 
found a great number of large fat grubs in her 
stomach, holding on to the inside. They seemed to 
have eaten the lining away, and indeed in places to 
have eaten through the walls of the stomach itself 
^ An arid ridge or zone of sand, of frequent occurrence in this 
district, extending sometimes a distance of many miles. 
