294 ADVENTURES OF AN ELEPHANT HUNTER ch. 
by a tornado, picked up the spoor and started off 
in pursuit. At about 8 o’clock, we came up with 
the herd feeding in a belt of dense bush several 
hundred yards in width, on the banks of the 
Luhanyando, and hearing the crash of a breaking 
tree, my two trackers and I made a bee-line in the 
ELAND. 
direction of the sound. We had managed to crawl 
to within forty or fifty yards of our quarry, when 
the wind, suddenly veering, flung them our scent 
and sent them stampeding in all directions through 
the bush. Selecting the spoor of one large tusker, 
who had taken to a more open part of the country, 
we hurried along in pursuit, but he proved to be a 
wary old stager, up to every move of the game, 
