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AFRICAN HUNTING. 
mat and a blanket being all my covering ; got better, 
and joined the rest of the party, who had been 
having great sport, having killed something like 
twenty sea-cows each. Monies and Arbuthnot, Price 
and Gibson, did not shoot, or could not hit anything. 
They told me I looked as if I had been whitewashed. 
I found things looking much more comfortable — a 
sort of camp erected on some high land overlooking 
the bay, and directly opposite where the river St. Luey 
runs in, drying-houses for meat, &c., and a large 
hartebeest house to sleep in, which was moderately 
dry from above, but terribly wet below, after heavy 
rain ; heard lions and hyenas every night. 
As the Kaffirs all round the country were well 
supplied with meat, they declined any longer to bring 
us meal, beans, beer and milk, in exchange for flesh ; 
so, after cutting what we wanted off a sea-cow, we 
towed her out again into deep water and sunk her. 
Monies did this on two or three occasions, and the 
Kaffirs, quite shocked at such a waste of food they 
are so fond of, ever afterwards brought us small 
baskets of the different produce of the country as 
presents. 
21s*.—Had a very narrow escape of an upset. 
Monies wounded a calf, and it bellowed out lustily 
close to the boat; the cow immediately rushed at the 
boat, caught it about the stern, and raised it clean 
up on end, half filling the boat with water. Monies 
fired at it, and the shot went into its back and through 
its lungs, and it shortly died. Caught some good 
