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THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA ch. vi 
Coming up, I saw an Abyssinian soldier run at the tent door 
with a drawn sword, and then there was a confused jumble of 
shouting men and the bellowing of the bull. Some one at last 
produced a torch, and a curious scene was disclosed. The bull 
had charged through my tent and entangled his head in the 
closed back of it, which had been firmly laced up ; Adan Yusuf 
had run in and caught him by the horns. The Abyssinian 
soldiers had then hamstrung him with sabre cuts and had cut 
his throat, so that he had fallen upon my bedding, a pool of 
clotted blood from his throat standing an inch high, covering 
my pillow, blankets, and all my kit. Taking hold of his hind- 
leg they had then dragged him out by the front door, carrying 
the blankets along with him. 
On the 23rd I marched to H4do, and was again the guest 
of Abadigal. We then marched to Jig-Jiga, where I rejoined 
part of my caravan I had left behind during the Harar visit. 
After waiting for two days to reorganise my expedition, I 
started for the Jerer Valley on my way to Og4den and the 
Webbe. 
