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galloping by renewed their alarm; it was curious to see 
them sweeping the ground with their long, ugly heads, en¬ 
deavoring to catch the scent. A mile’s rapid walk brought 
us within two hundred yards, and we dared not risk the 
effort for a closer approach lest they should break and run. 
The cow turned broadside to, and I hit her behind the 
shoulder; but I was not familiar with the heavy Holland 
rifle at that range, and my bullet went rather too low. I 
think the wound would eventually have proved fatal; but 
both beasts went off at a gallop, the cow now and then 
turning from side to side in high dudgeon, trying to catch 
the wind of her foe. We mounted our horses, and after a 
couple of miles’ canter overhauled our quarry. Cuning- 
hame took me well to leeward, and ahead, of the rhinos, 
which never saw us; and then we walked to within a hun¬ 
dred yards, and I killed the cow. But we were now much 
puzzled by the young one, which refused to leave; we did 
not wish to kill it, for it was big enough to shift for itself; but 
it was also big enough to kill either of us. We drew back, 
hoping it would go away; but it did not. So when the gun- 
bearers arrived we advanced and tried to frighten it; but 
this plan also failed. It threatened to charge, but could not 
quite make up its mind. Watching my chance I then creased 
its stern with a bullet from the little Springfield, and after 
some wild circular galloping it finally decided to leave. 
Kermit, about this time, killed a heavy boar from horse¬ 
back after a three-miles run. The boar charged twice, 
causing the horse to buck and shy. Finally, just as he was 
going into his burrow backward, Kermit raced by and shot 
him, firing his rifle from the saddle after the manner of the 
old-time Western buffalo runners. 
