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made off soon afterwards, and I turned in before they 
all took their departure. 
October 1st .-—Went up to see our last night’s 
work. It was evident that one or more had been 
severely wounded, but we endeavoured in vain to 
trace them. I turned out with my two dogs and 
one Kaffir, Jacob. I was obliged to offer him a 
rewards of 5s. before he would consent to accompany 
me. We gave the dogs the wind, and hunted down 
the nearest kloof. I had not got 400 yards from the 
wagon when I saw that Hopeful winded something, 
but neither growled nor barked, in spite of all the 
encouragement I gave him. He was very near the 
kloof, and came away. At length I mustered courage 
to go down, and, proceeding a short distance, saw an 
old lion dead, at the bottom. A large bullet had 
gone right through his middle, and I was in high 
spirits at my success. 
As I was occupied in skinning the lion, I heard 
three double shots in succession, and rushed out, gun 
in hand, expecting a couple of lions at least, when I 
found Clifton standing over one of the oxen, just 
breathing its last. The lions the night before had 
driven it mad, and he had been obliged to shoot it. 
We had now onlv ten oxen left, and one so ill that it 
could hardly travel. However, on the evening of 
the 2nd, we reached some Kaffir kraals, and the 
lions again favoured us with their company. On 
awaking I looked out of the tent, thinking it was a 
wolf, and that I might get a shot, when I saw one 
