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Two minutes after the lion actually jumped in again, and was 
once more driven out by my men, who had been given strict 
orders by me not to fire at him unless absolutely necessary 
in order to save life. The lion then walked round the 
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zareba towards the water, where he fell in with the bull 
tethered up outside my shikari’s small zareba. 
The story was now taken up by my shikari himself, who, 
to say the least of it, looked very glum. He said that after 
the noise in camp had ceased for the second time, the lion 
came and contemplated the bull, when he (my shikari) fired 
at the lion, and killed my bull. The lion still looked on in 
wonderment, with his head carried low, some 10 yards 
from the dead bull. My shikari took a long aim and hit 
the bull again.- The lion didn’t seem to care a button, but 
only moved a little closer, when my shikari fired a third 
time, right in his face, and, according to his account, hit 
him, for he bolted. Small wonder ! When it was light 
enough to see, I examined the bull, and found the two 
bullet-holes in his neck. 
After a cup of coffee I started tracking the lion. Now, 
tracking a lion, especially if you think he may be a wounded 
lion, is not exactly child’s play, but in order to be successful 
in this exciting sport one must throw one’s fears to the 
winds. I carried my favourite *450 rifle and revolver, 
whilst my shikaris attended with my eight-bore and another 
* 450 . About 100 yards behind us came some of the camel- 
men leading ponies. We had not proceeded through the 
bushes more than a quarter of a mile, when I saw the lion 
trotting, or rather ambling, along, with his head carried, as 
usual, very low, and apparently going at a great pace several 
hundred yards ahead of us. I could not get in a shot, he 
was too quick. We now shouted back for the ponies, as 
the bush here was not so thick. Five minutes after I again 
saw the lion ambling along in front of me. I fired, and hit 
him somewhere behind. He gave a low growl and dis- 
appeared. We were following his spoor very fast, when 
suddenly from a thick bush came a terrible snarling and 
