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five montlis' travelling steadily outwards, and we are 
already trying to calculate the probable date of our 
reaching England. Next morning I again scoured the 
country after game, Dubois still too unwell to go with me. 
We found a herd of giraffe and, as usual, wounded one, 
but could not catch him up ; it was most aggravating, as 
I followed this herd most patiently for hours until I could 
get a shot, and, as so often happened when stalking one 
particular kind of game, we were repeatedly within pistol 
shot of other animals which I didn't want. La Mule had 
rather a narrow escape when chasing the wounded giraffe, 
being suddenly charged by a rhinoceros whom he had not 
seen in the scrub, but he managed to get up a tree in time 
to save himself, as he expressed it, from being kissed by 
the brute. Going home I saw another herd of giraffe, 
and this time took a chest shot, but apparently without 
effect. I often wonder what the game I find out here are 
made of, as I generally hit the animal, but find it so 
difiicult to stop him, and this not only with large but even 
with the small game. Reached camp about dusk, very 
tired after nine hours' hard work. Dubois had strolled 
out in the afternoon and luckily shot a koodoo, as the 
larder was almost empty. We find that the buffalo which 
were so plentiful here a few days ago have moved off up 
the river, so on Monday we shall move again to the camp 
higher up where we saw the elephant spoor — a few days 
there, and then we shall start in earnest for the wagons. 
The next day I went out to shoot for the pot, Dubois 
going in a second direction, and one of the hunters in a 
third. I killed nothing, but Dubois was more fortunate, 
and bagged another koodoo. My feet are beginning to 
complain, and I feel very footsore at the end of a day's 
hunting; and I am sorry to say my only pair of veldt 
shoes are rapidly coming to pieces. 
August 11 th, Sunday, Enjoyed a quiet day; and E. 
