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my recent conflict with the elephant, I lost no time in 
firing. The beast did not at once fall to the 
ground, but, from appearances, I had every reason 
to believe its days were numbered. 
Scarcely had I reloaded, when a black rhinoceros 
of the species Keitloa (a female, as it proved), stood 
drinking at the water; but her position, as with 
the elephant in the first instance, was unfavourable 
for a good shot. As, however, she was very near 
me, I thought I was pretty sure of breaking her 
leg, and thereby disabling her; and in this I suc¬ 
ceeded. My fire seemed to madden her; she 
rushed wildly forward on three legs, when I gave 
her a second shot, though apparently with little or 
no effect. I felt sorry at not being able to end her 
sufferings at once; but as I was too well acquainted 
with the habits of the rhinoceros to venture on 
pursuing her under the circumstances, 1 determined 
to wait patiently for day-light, and then destroy 
her with the aid of my dogs. But it was not so 
to be. 
As no more elephants, or other large game, ap¬ 
peared, I thought, after a time, it might be as well 
to go in search of the white rhinoceros previously 
wounded; and I was not long in finding its carcase, 
for my ball, as I supposed, had caused its almost 
immediate death. 
In heading back to my ec screen,” I accident¬ 
ally took a turn in the direction pursued by the 
black rhinoceros, and by ill-luck, as the event 
proved, at once encountered her. She was still on 
her legs, but her position was unfavourable. Hop- 
