A LUCKY DOUBLE SHOT 



at a swampy extension of the stream overgrown with rushes, 

 we camped. It was evident that elephants had recently been 

 hunted here with the help of burning rushes, and we presently 

 discovered some thirty natives from Nyemps, who had secured 

 three elephants out of a herd, the rest of which had now escaped 

 to the mountains. It would evidently be very little use to 

 follow them there, but for all that I started the next morning, 

 made my way through the narrow ravine-like valley, from 

 which issues the Mogodeni, admired the picturesque groups of 

 rock and the dark 

 clefts overgrown 

 with tree euphor- 

 bias, and returned 

 to camp without 

 having seen a sign 

 of an elephant or 

 fired a single shot. 



' On December 7 

 we started on our 

 return to Nyemps, 

 this time taking a 

 short cut across the 

 mountain to the 

 GuasoBolio, on the 

 banks of which we camped once more. On this march I had 

 two good chances of bringing down rhinoceroses. The first 

 time I came upon three at once. A double shot settled two, 

 the third got off. Then, when we came to the edge of the last 

 terrace of the plateau, I spied another some 160 feet below me 

 on the plain, and brought it down with a shot in the spine. 

 On this ridge I also shot an antelope of a species unknown to 

 me, of about the size of a fawn and the shape of a chamois. 

 It was as thickly covered with dark-brown hair as a roebuck. 



HORNS OF THE KUDU ANTELOPE. 



