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like a roebuck into the thick coYer, and then stood 

 broadside among the thorn bushes. I sprang from my 

 saddle, and guessing about his position, I fired and 

 missed him ; he then trotted along a rhinoceros's foot- 

 path, and gave me a second chance. Agai-n I fired, 

 and before my rifle was down from my shoulder the 

 serolomootlooque lay prostrate in the dust. The ball 

 had cut the skin open along his ribs, and, entering his 

 body, had passed along his neck, and had lodged in his 

 brains, where we found it on preparing the head for 

 stuffing. I was not a little gratified at my good for- 

 tune in securing this novel and valuable trophy; he 

 was one of the most perfect antelopes I had ever be- 

 held, both in symmetry and color. I had him imme- 

 diately conveyed to camp, where I took his measure- 

 ment, and wrote out a correct description of him for 

 the benefit of naturalists. I christened him the "An- 

 telopus Roualeynei,". or " bush-buck of the Limpopo." 

 The next day I breakfasted before the sun rose, and 

 then rode down the river's bank with Ruyter. I first 

 shot an old buck pallah, and, having ridden a few miles 

 further, came upon two fine old water-bucks fighting, 

 when I stalked in within a hundred yards, and -shot 

 them both right and left. The heads were fair speci- 

 mens, but, having many better, I reluctantly left them 

 to perish in the feldt. Hereabouts I found fresh spoor 

 of hippopotami of the preceding night. I followed this 

 spoor to a considerable distance along the margin of the 

 river, and at last came upon the troop. They were 

 lying in a shady, sequestered bend of the river, beneath 

 some gigantic shady trees. In this place the water 

 in heavy floods had thrown up large banks of sand, in 

 which they had hollowed out their beds. The spot was 

 surrounded with dense underwood and reeds, and was 



