IX KOODOO-STALKING ON GOLIS RANGE 237 
bagging him would become slender, as the gorge widened, and 
there was a way by which he could get out of it, over a shoulder 
of the mountain, without again coming within range. 
It became very exciting listening to the shouts from the 
jungle below and the answering shouts from the other gorge, 
and more so as, warned by the rattle of displaced stones and 
the crashing of bushes, I turned my eyes and saw the koodoo at 
the point of intersection of the two gorges heading straight for 
the one I commanded. I had in my hands a long military 
Martini-Henry, and pushing forward the sliding-leaf to two 
hundred yards I marked the gudé tree opposite and watched. 
ROCK RABBITS (Procavia abyssinica). 
There was suspense for a moment or two, and then with another 
crash he emerged from the jungle and galloped along the 
opposite hillside, straight for the tree. I held for the front of 
his shoulder, just clear of his body, and as he neared the tree 
fired. Looking under the smoke I observed him still galloping 
on, and felt in my pocket for another cartridge ; but after passing 
the tree he suddenly plunged forward and went rolling over 
and over down the hill, till his body was arrested about thirty 
feet below by a bush, where he lay motionless. We made short 
time across the rocky gorge, and coming up I found him dead, 
the Martini bullet having passed through his heart—a wonder- 
fully lucky shot at the distance. He was a splendid sight as 
he lay extended on the remains of the bush into which he 
