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AFRICAN HUNTING. 
come with me to the Amatonga land, to carry bullets, 
powder, and other things,. as a friend of mine re¬ 
claimed a horse which he had lent me, one of his 
Kaffirs having run away to the bay. 
23rd .— As the party I had been waiting for again 
delayed their starting, I determined not to be delayed 
another hour ; and, although I did not know an inch 
of the way, or anything else, I started with two Kaffirs 
and Fly. Everyone assured me that I should lose my¬ 
self, but I got on very well over flat country on a good 
sandy foot-path. A good half of the way I walked 
bare-footed. I saw wildebeests, quaggas, koodoos, and 
waterbuck. At sunset I camped out about four miles 
after crossing the river St. Luey, kindled a large fire, 
roasted a koran, made some tea, and turned in. It 
was a bitter night, with a high wind, and I took pity 
on my Kaffirs and gave them half my blanket, which 
was a double one. They lay curled up like a ball of 
worsted at my feet, one of them turning out from 
time to time to heap fuel on the fire. During the 
night I heard lions and wolves, but they did not 
molest us. 
2ith .—We started early, and had made about 
twelve miles, when we were overtaken by six or eight 
Zulus, who begged me to shoot a wildebeest for 
them, as they were nearly starving. I had an early 
opportunity of complying with their request, and 
they lost not an instant in lighting a fire, flaying and 
cutting up the animal. After a moderate feed they 
went off with their prize, all staggering under very 
