116 TRAPPING WILD ANIMALS 
slide down. A native, who had been sent back to 
the nearest kampong, or native village, to recruit 
men and water-buffaloes, had soon returned with a 
score of other natives, driving six water-buffaloes 
before them. Then I went through the usual busi- 
ness of holding a meeting and explaining carefully, 
in the greatest detail, exactly what we were about 
to do and how we were to do it; what each man was 
to do and when and how. When they understood 
perfectly, we set about digging away the wall that 
separated the rhinoceros from the open end of the 
cage. With a little more than one foot of earth 
remaining, we began to prod him. The immense 
beast pounded his feet on the bottom of the pit, 
grunting and moving forward as rapidly as he 
could get foothold. He put his head against the 
wall and rooted; the wall toppled over and he 
lurched out of the pit and into the cage. The na- 
tives slipped the end-bar into place. 
The capture was finished—but not the work. A 
rhinoceros cannot be broken and driven through 
the jungle like an elephant; he must be hauled every 
foot of the way. With the six water-buffaloes 
straining and every native giving a hand, we pulled 
the cage up the incline and mounted it on the run- 
ners. It took a week of steady cutting to clear the 
way, so that we could drag the cage to the Treng- 
ganu River. There we built a heavy raft and 
floated the cage down to port. Another two weeks 
