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ON SAFARI 
At the same moment I saw there was another pair, both 
big brutes, crashing through the thicker bush on our 
left, some thirty yards away, while beyond them was 
yet another rhino on the inner slope of the conch 
aforesaid. This last, however, displayed a totally 
different demeanour. He was either overwhelmed wfith 
rage or convulsed by some violent emotion; for he ran 
hither and thither, rearing up forward, snorting and 
grunting, and presently reached the sky-line, where he 
presented a picture of fury spoiling for a fight, wheeling 
round in every direction and with his stump of a tail 
stuck vertically upright. 
Meanwhile, I had necessarily kept an eye on the 
first pair, lest after passing us so near they should have 
got our wind; but after a single halt about a hundred 
yards away, to my infinite relief, they held their course 
along the valley. 
Salim at this point called my attention to yet 
another rhino—the sixth—standing quite motionless in 
full outline on the ridge ahead, but further away, say 
200 yards. 
Concluding that the enraged rhino on the ridge to 
our left must be the wounded animal, we proceeded 
with due caution in his direction—so soon, that is, as 
the second pair, which had passed between us and him, 
had got sufficiently far to leeward to leave us a safe 
road. We had already arrived within sixty yards or so 
—rather too far to make sure, as the beast still kept 
constantly on the move, snorting, rearing and wheeling 
—when we lost sight, and hurrying to the crest the 
rhino was nowhere in view: nor was there blood on the 
spoor. That, however, with pachyderms, is not con¬ 
clusive. An ordinary body-wound is rapidly closed by 
their solid hides, and no blood is given. Of course, 
should the lungs be injured, the animal bleeds from the 
mouth. 
To make perfectly certain that a rhino had not 
fallen dead to the shot, we returned to the original spot, 
but found nothing there. We then put in another hour 
