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fast. A couple of hours passed. The sun was now high 
and the heat intense as we walked over the burned ground. 
The scattered trees bore such scanty foliage as to cast 
hardly any shade. The rhino galloped strongly and with¬ 
out faltering; but there was a good deal of blood on the 
trail. At last, after we had gone seven or eight miles, 
Kiboko the skinner, who was acting as my gun-bearer, 
pointed toward a small thorn-tree; and beside it I saw the 
rhino standing with drooping head. It had been fatally 
hit, and if undisturbed would probably never have moved 
from where it was standing; and we finished it off forth¬ 
with. It was a cow, and before dying it ran round and 
round in a circle, in the manner of the common rhino. 
Loring stayed to superintend the skinning and bringing 
in of the head and feet, and slabs of hide. Meanwhile 
Kermit and I, with our gun-bearers, went off with a "‘shen- 
zi,^’ a wild native who had just come in with the news 
that he knew where another rhino was lying, a few miles 
away. While bound thither we passed numbers of oribi, 
and went close to a herd of waterbuck which stared at us 
with stupid tameness; a single hartebeest was with them. 
When we reached the spot there was the rhino, sure enough, 
under a little tree, sleeping on his belly, his legs doubled 
up, and his head flat on the ground. Unfortunately the 
grass was long, so that it was almost impossible to photo¬ 
graph him. However, Kermit tried to get his picture from 
an ant-hill fifty yards distant, and then, Kermit with his 
camera and I with my rifle, we walked up to within about 
twenty yards. At this point we halted, and on the instant 
the rhino jumped to his feet with surprising agility and 
trotted a few yards out from under the tree. It was a huge 
