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leading the horse beside me. They made off, how¬ 
ever, a long way, and I fired without effect. I 
then endeavoured to mount and give chase, but 
could not, for my life, get the bridle over the head of 
the horse, who was backing, plunging, and rearing 
frightfully, and I had the mortification to see the 
herd going far away, hotly pursued by Venture and 
Fly, two dogs I bought over the Berg, who suc¬ 
ceeded in turning a fine cow out of the herd, and 
baiting her well; but I could do nothing with 
Justice, he was the veriest brute in the world. I 
pocketed my disgust as well as I could, and rode 
leisurely to some kraals, to await the arrival of the 
wagons, my bullets being exhausted. The Kaffirs 
turned up shortly, bringing loads of meat, and 
having lost Dusty, the last remaining one of the 
breed of Scotch deer-hounds I brought out with 
me. 
On our return from an unsuccessful buffalo hunt, 
on the 22nd, we found Proudfoot and Maxwell 
- arrived. We had a jolly afternoon, with a little 
target practice and athletic feats, and finished up 
the evening with singing. 
23rd. —Treked on a few miles across the country 
over the Inyesan. We saw through the telescope a 
troop of about one hundred elands, which we 
reserved for Monday’s sport. We had a most 
exciting run with the dogs after a bush pig, my dog 
Venture running gallantly, turning, and, eventually, 
with the help of the others, killing him. A better 
