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AFRICAN HUNTING. 
thread. Got over this much-dreaded part of the 
road, twenty miles across — a dreary sandy flat, 
without a tree or a drop of water — and then live or 
six miles through the bush, wonderfully, being highly 
favoured with a beautiful cool cloudy day, with a 
line lively breeze of wind all the way. 
August 2 nd. — I offered my hunter some beads, 
if he could show me another inyala. We pro¬ 
ceeded a long way, through very thick bush ; at last, 
I saw the Kaffir’s eyes sparkle, and, on emerging 
out of the bush to a water-pool, he made frantic 
gestures to me to go round another way, which I did 
with caution, not knowing in the least what 1 was to 
see. A moment after, I beheld a noble buck inyala 
walking leisurely away, having slaked his thirst, 
about seventy or eighty yards off. Presently, he 
turned half round, and was greeted with a ball 
in the shoulder, when he made a tremendous spring 
into the air, and dashed headlong into the bush. 
The Amatongas ran like lightning, and with wonder¬ 
ful sagacity followed him through thick bush, and 
brought him to bay, where my Kaffir, to whom I had 
given a second gun, brought him down. 
A day or two after, I bid adieu to Tagati, and, on 
the 5th, I crossed the Umkusi, and engaged my 
Kaffir’s two brothers to accompany me to the bay. 
On the 8th, I crossed the St. Luey, and on the fol¬ 
lowing day got back to the wagon. As I was still 
unwell, and much fatigued, having walked hard for 
seven successive days from the Pongola, I deter- 
