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grisly boar, whose foaming jaws were adorned with a 

 pair of tusks so enormous as to resemble horns, each 

 of them being upward of a foot in length. It was some 

 time before I could obtain a clear shot, owing to the 

 eagerness of my dogs ; but at length an opening oc- 

 curred, when I dropped the grim boar with a bullet in 

 the heart. Night had scarcely set in when lions com- 

 menced to roar in concert on every side of us, and con- 

 tinued their deep and awful music until the sun rose 

 next day. 



On the 8th we performed a short march before break- 

 fast, halting beside a stream of delicious water. In the 

 afternoon we resumed our march, and halted at sun- 

 down beside the broad and sandy bed of a periodical 

 river, through which ran a crystal stream. 



On the 9th we continued our march through a bve- 

 ly and romantic country, steering for Sesetabie, an 

 extremely bold and picturesque pass, in the lofty 

 mountains in which the "Kouloubeng" or "river of 

 wild boars," a tributary to the Ngotwani, takes its rise. 

 As the wagons proceeded, I walked in advance with 

 my rifle, and presently brought down a sassayby. 

 While following a herd of pallahs, the wagons got 

 ahead of me ; and on overtaking them, I found them 

 drawn up beside a sweet little rooky river, at a short 

 distance from the mountain pass, which from its ap- 

 pearance we expected would prove a barrier to our fur- 

 ther progress. 



I ascended a lofty mountain range to the westward 

 of the pass. Here I fell in with large colonies of bab- 

 oons and a few klipspringers. I also saw for the first 

 time green parrots and gray squirrels. A number of 

 interesting birds, possessing melodious voices, and plu- 

 mage more or less gaudy, adorned the groves and for- 



