CHAP. V.] 
CHASE AFTER WATERBUCK. 
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■—the buck did not even notice the shot, which was I 
suppose the first he had ever heard;—he was standing 
exactly facing me; this is at all times an unpleasant 
position for a shot. Seeing that he did not seem 
disposed to move, I re-loaded without firing my 
left-hand barrel. I now allowed for the high range 
of the last shot; a moment after the report he sprang 
into the air, then fell upon his knees and galloped off 
on three legs;—one of the fore-legs being broken. I 
had heard the sharp sound of the bullet, but the shot 
was not very satisfactory. Turning to look for my 
horse I saw Mrs. Baker galloping over the plain to¬ 
wards me, leading Filfil, while Bicharn ran behind at 
his best speed. 
Upon her arrival I mounted Filfil, who was a fast 
horse, and with my little No. 24 rifle in my hand I 
rode slowly towards the wounded waterbuck, who was. 
now standing watching us at about a quarter of a 
# mile distant. However, before I had decreased my 
distance by a hundred yards he started off in full 
gallop. Putting Filfil into a canter I increased the 
pace until I found that I must press him at full speed, 
as the waterbuck, although on only three legs, had the 
best of it. The ground was rough, having been marshy 
and trodden into ruts by the game, but now dried by 
the sun ;—bad for both horse and antelope, but espe- 
