WAGON BREAKS DOWN. 
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obtaining elephants. Yesterday the wagon broke 
down, and we are hard at work putting in a new 
axle; the wagon is so heavy that we must all walk, 
and it is downright hard work, from the first dawn 
of day till sunset, outspanning twice to let the oxen 
drink, and swallowing hastily some refreshment for 
the inner man. We saw a quantity of game yester¬ 
day, and killed four rhinoceros and two giraffes, and 
altogether had the finest sport since leaving the 
house. An immense herd of buffaloes, 100 at least, 
took away right in front of the giraffe I had driven 
out of the herd, and we soon passed them, as the 
pace was killing; the giraffe then turned to the left, 
and the whole troop were not more than fifty yards 
behind me, coming along at a tearing pace. I did 
not much like my position, as, in case of a fall, I 
should have been pounded to mince-meat by the 
dense mass; however, the speed at which we went 
soon left the buffaloes far behind, and I got my giraffe. 
Swartz, coming up on Luclovick, gave her a finisher, 
for my bullet was rather far back. I rolled over a 
large cow rhinoceros, going at her best speed in fine 
style, with one shot, breaking her back—a thing one 
can seldom accomplish. 
21 st .—We found a flaw in the wood, not, however, 
until the first axle was nearly complete, and had to 
seek another, and all our work to do over again. 
We had lots of rain, and I took a wrinkle out of 
Galton’s ‘Art of Travel,’ and made myself a tent, 
gipsey fashion, two blankets fastened together with 
