CHAPTER VIII. 
Large ‘ rhino ’ shot — Down a precipice after koodoo — The Wehbi Shebeyli 
— Tracks of elephants — Abundance of insect life — Nest of bees. 
Next day, we had gone barely a quarter of a mile from 
camp, when I saw a rhinoceros, which bolted on our near 
approach. Shortly after I saw another, with a poor head, 
which I let alone. Number three dashed away out of some 
bushes in which it was lying asleep, and as the men walked 
along, talking and jnaking a great noise, my second shikari 
spotted a fourth within an hour. He excitedly exclaimed : 
‘ Come down from the boney.’ I stalked the ‘ rhino ’ until 
I got fairly close, took a careful aim, and fired. There was 
a tremendous commotion, and for a second or so I saw only 
a cloud of dust, out of which suddenly dashed the monster, 
across an open space, at a tremendous pace. He certainly 
looked very awe-inspiring, galloping off with his head 
stretched out and nose high in the air, the dust flying 
behind him like a whirlwind. We ran to the spoor, and 
found a good deal of blood, which we followed, and in a few 
minutes found the great brute snorting under a thorn-bush. 
Creeping as close as I dared, under the cover of some thin 
bushes, I fired the big gun at him again, and evidently hit 
him, for he plunged about violently, but did not leave the 
thorn-bush. As he kept turning round and round, and 
would not keep still, I waited. At length I fired again, 
and hit him right behind the shoulder. Feeling for more 
cartridges, I found I had not one left, and as my men were 
some 20 yards behind me, I had to sit still and await results, 
as I dared not move back, fearing he might see me and 
