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SPEARING ANTELOPE. 
buck, I jumped on my horse and taking the spear endeavoured 
to ride him down, and many an exciting chase I have had 
after a wounded buck, which appeared to go just as fast on 
three legs as on four, sometimes taking me over at least 
seven miles before 1 could plant the spear into him and bowl 
him over. 
I was one day following a herd with only one black buck 
in it ; 1 took a running shot as he crossed me at a trot about 
a hundred yards off ; the wind was blowing hard, I heard no 
'* tell," and as the buck dashed on at speed I thought I 
had missed ; however, I took a look at him with the telescope 
and saw on his flank a peculiar dark mark, and after getting 
closer and having another look, I could see that the dark mark 
was blood. I at once mounted and gave chase ; for some 
distance he bounded along as if nothing had happened, but 
when he found me pressing him he left the herd and made for 
every bit of jungle he could find, gaining on me considerably ; 
however I stuck to him like a leech. He was once or twice 
joined by other antelopes, but I knew my victim by the blood 
on his flank ; once he laid down and when I got up to him I 
could not spear him on account of the bushes, and on he 
went again, taking me right back to the village. I ran him 
up the slope of a well where the bullocks work, and he had no 
help for it but to jump down the well or over the side of the 
slope ; he did the latter, and I gave him his quietus with the 
spear in his neck, after a run of between three and four miles. 
I used to have capital sport coursing the half grown 
fawns of this antelope ; they would go very strong for a 
mile or two, but when overtaken were easily pulled down. 
But the best coursing I had was with the pretty little silver 
grey sweet-scented fox {Cams bengaimsis), I call it 
