Notes on South African Hunting. 
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Some True Lies. 
their flanks literally blown away by a *577 
bullet, run clear away for a time from a 
good horse extended to his utmost. With 
big game, like buffalo and elephant, 
this is not so surprising; but that antelope, 
like the springbok, which are not so big as 
fallow deer, can run miles with heavy bullets 
in them is to me astonishing. It is not the 
exception, it is the rule. The first giraffe I 
ever shot was a young bull. I was hunting 
with another man who had a double express, 
and I had a Martini carbine. About ten minutes 
after we found the giraffe we put our first shots 
into him; and for the next hour we fired away 
at him, till at last he fell from exhaustion. 
We were astonished, of course, and went to 
examine our shots. We only cut eleven bullets 
out of him, but there were probably fourteen in. 
Two of these were splendid shots, behind the 
shoulders ; one had lodged in his stomach; 
one hit him in the neck ; and the remainder 
were sprinkled about him till he looked more 
like a plum pudding than nature had already 
created him. 
To return to the story. One day we sent out 
