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utmost speed wliich he could muster. I followed cbse 

 in his wake, and, after a hard chase of about a mile 

 over very rough ground, we gained a piece of hard lev- 

 el. Here I pressed my mare, and, getting close in un- 

 der his stern, fired at the gallop, and sent a bullet into 

 him, and then passed ; in doing which I tried to fire a 

 second shot, but my gun snapped. I had now headed 

 the camelopard, so he altered his course and held away 

 at a right angle across the level strath. A fresh cap 

 was soon placed upon the nipple, when, pressing my 

 mare, I once more rode past him. In passing, I held 

 my stock in my waist and fired : the ball entered be- 

 hind the shoulder, and ended the career of this gigantic 

 and exquisitely beautiful habitant of the forest. Hav- 

 ing run a few yards further, his lofty frame tottered for 

 a rrloment, when he came down with a crash which 

 made the earth tremble. 



On the 4th of December we inspanned at sunrise and 

 marched to the Ngotwani, which we crossed after an 

 hour of hard work in making a road, having to remove 

 some immense masses of rock, to cut down the banks 

 with spades, and to throw some thorn-trees. In the 

 afternoon I again marched, and halted at sundown with- 

 in a few miles of my old spoor near the Poort or Pass 

 of God. As the wagons were drawing up for the night 

 a borele was detected, which Present and Carey stalk- 

 ed, and got within thirty yards, and then both fired and 

 returned, stating that they had broken his shoulder. 



Accordingly, on the following morning, I proceeded 

 to take up the spoor of the wounded borele of the pre- 

 ceding evening, accorhpanied by Ruyter, and very soon 

 found that he was very little the worse for his wound. 

 The spoor led me for several miles close along under 

 the mountain range to my right, and at length up into 



