A FINE OLD BLACK RmNOCEROS SHOT. 101 



vley a little below me, and made toward the rhinoceros 

 I then slipped Wolf and Boxer on her scent, and, fol- 

 lowing them into the cover, found her lying dead with- 

 in twenty yards of where the old lion had lain two 

 nights before. This was a fine old lioness, with per- 

 fect teeth, and was certainly a noble prize; but I felt 

 dissatisfied at not having rather shot a lion, which 1 

 had most certainly done if my Hottentot had not de- 

 stroyed my contemplation. 



On the 8th, as I and Kleinboy watched the under 

 water about midnight, we heard a black rhinoceros blow- 

 ing beside the upper water. We very rashly walked 

 up within about eighteen yards of him, with no other 

 shelter than a small bush. On perceiving us, the bo- 

 rele at once turned his head to me and advanced slow- 

 ly: Kleinboy, who was on my right and had a good 

 chance, fortunately fired without orders, and the ball 

 entered the shoulder with a fine direction.. Borele then 

 charged madly and furiously through trees and bushes, 

 right toward camp, making the most tremendous blow- 

 ing noise, and halting in a stony open flat close to the 

 wagons : he stood, and staggered about for a minute u. 

 two, and then fell. On coming up to him, I found him 

 a magnificent specimen, carrying three distinct norns. 



After breakfast on the 10th, the oxen having drucfe 

 we inspanned and marched to Bootlonamy, which we 

 reached at sunset. 



After a march of three days, during which the cattle 

 and horses nearly died of thirst, we reached Mosela- 

 kose, a retLed fountain in a bold glen or gorge in the 

 firs+ mountain chain before us. As we approached this 

 fine fountain, the poor, thirsty, loose cattle rushed aliead 

 to the water, not a little gratified by the sight. 



I found the spoor of game abundant at the water ; 



