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elephants. Once when I followed a herd which 

 had got our wind. This herd went for about 

 fifteen miles before again halting in thickish 

 cover. I had started some hours before dawn, 

 and had found the elephants at about 7 a.m., or 

 a little after. The day was cloudy, with a 

 changing breeze, and the herd went off in double- 

 quick time just as I was worming my way up 

 to a tusker. It was evening before I came up 

 with them again, to find them busily feeding. 

 I got my tusker after some trouble, arriving in 

 camp during the small hours of the morning, 

 dead-beat but triumphant. The other time 

 was when following a rogue which I had wounded 

 in the head a month before. Here again the 

 animal was alarmed. We had struck the fresh 

 tracks of a herd which, however, had been 

 doing no damage. I explained to my trackers, 

 one of whom was the headman of the village, 

 that I was not at liberty to follow the herd, and 

 that if I couldn't find the rogue's tracks I would 

 return to the village. I was accompanied at 

 the moment by a nondescript collection of 

 villagers who had come out to meet me armed 

 with ' dahs ' to cut up the meat, as somehow they 

 were under the impression that I had already 

 killed an elephant. They were disappointed 

 that I would not follow the herd whose tracks 

 we had just found, but seeing that I was in 

 earnest, they spread themselves out to look for 



