AFRICA. 217 
The fame morning, as I was fitting calmly 
in my chair, at the entrance of my tent, hav- 
ing before me a table upon which I was dif-* 
fefting my bald-buzzard, an antelope, of that 
fpecies called the bof-bock^ fuddenly croffed my 
camp, and palfed through my carriages; while 
my dogs, which had firft feen it, and which 
endeavoured to oppofe it, were not able to 
make it alter its courfe. After this alarm, it 
ran ftraight towards a net extended to dry, 
at the fide of my camp ; tore it to pieces ; 
carried away fome fragments of itj and, 
purfued by my whole pack, threw itfelf 
precipitately into the river. At the fame in- 
ftant I faw nine wild dogs arrive, which had 
probably given chace to it, apd which were 
following its traces. At the fight of my camp, 
thefe animals flopped i[hort,and, making a little 
tour, reached a fmall hill, upon which I had 
pofted myfelf; and from which, as well as I, 
they could fee their prey feized by my dogs and 
niy Hottentots ; who did every thing in their 
power to tear it from the teeth of the former, 
and to bring it to me alive. They indeed fuc- 
ceeded effeftually, after having lafhed its legs. 
Nothing could be more pleafant than to fee 
the fimple look of thefe wild dogs ; which 
being 
