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could, thinking that he, and not the buffalo, had had 
a wonderful escape. 
14 th. — From the top of a hill I saw two herds 
of what I took for buffaloes, but just as I was going 
after them I had the mortification of discovering 
that they were wildebeests. However, I mounted, 
and seeing two old bull buffaloes standing under 
a tree, managed to get within twenty-five yards, 
when five old bulls jumped up. I rolled over the 
first like a rabbit, shooting him through the lungs. 
I then heard Clifton firing, and rode in that direc¬ 
tion, when we saw a large herd of elands and one 
fine old bull as blue as a slate. The ground was 
bad for a horse, being bushy with long grass and 
full of large stones. I went away, however, at a 
hand gallop, and keeping below the wind and under 
the hill, managed to come up with them. I singled 
out the old bull, and, after some hard riding through 
the bush, losing my hat and tearing my shirt and 
hands, to pieces, I drove him from the herd, and 
shortly afterwards, taking advantage of 100 yards 
of open, tumbled off and gave him a ball high up 
on his hind leg, but without doing him much injury. 
He kept along at a swinging pace through the bush; 
I could not wait to load, for fear of losing sight of 
him. The ground was frightful, and I thought I 
never should have come up with him, though Billy 
carried me marvellously. At the edge of a steep 
kloof leading into thick bush, where I must inevita¬ 
bly have lost him, the bull suddenly came to bay, 
