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chase after her, but eventually lost her. They are 
very wild and wary, and it requires the greatest 
caution to get a shot at them. Shortly after, I broke 
the leg of a buck. Eagman and Juno soon brought 
this one to a stand, and it dragged them a long way 
through the bush, bleating lustily. The dogs held 
on splendidly, and we followed the sound through 
the bush. At length I came on Eagman covered 
with blood, and was greatly surprised to find he had 
left the buck, but, hearing a row in the bush, I went 
on, and found three hyenas tearing away, and 
bolting skin and flesh at such a rate that in three 
minutes more there would not have been a 
particle left. Juno had fled in fear and trembling, 
and did not appear again for an hour. The hyenas 
retreated on my approach, and I was unable to get 
a shot at them, though I followed them, growling, a 
long way. 
I went on afterwards to St. Lucia Bay, which I 
found swarming with wild fowl. I knocked over 
five geese at once, and shot a crocodile also. 
12 th .—As we were going out after a sea-cow, the 
Amatonga who was leading cried out, 4 There is a 
dead buck,’ and I saw what I took to be an inyala 
doe, and went leisurely towards it. My fellows, 
however, ran, and when within about thirty yards, 
up rose a fine black-maned lion, and slunk into the 
bush close by. The Kaffir in advance vanished like 
smoke. Eagman ran, and was barking, when out 
came two lionesses brilling savagely, at which the 
