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AFRICAN HUNTING. 
of skeys and two yokes, rheims and straps. We 
must remain where we are over to-morrow, to repair 
damages for a fresh start. In the pursuit of a 
giraffe, yesterday, I lost all my bullets and caps, and 
after giving her one bullet in the stern, and making 
sure of her, much to my mortification I had to 
let her go. The weight of the bullets and hack- 
thorns, together, had burst the pocket open. 
July lltli (Sunday ).—I have neglected the log for 
some time, having been very ill indeed for about ten 
clays from my old enemy—bilious fever and ague. I 
am better now, thank God, but very weak, and unfit 
for any work. Thanks to my medicine-chest, I had 
calomel, colocynth, emetics, quinine, &c., all at 
hand, and, by judicious use of one and all, 
having had plenty of experience how to deal with 
the complaint, I pulled through for the fourth time. 
My people had given me up entirely, not being used 
to see a man, with his teeth chattering in his head 
like a magpie, sitting swathed in blankets before a 
roaring fire in a broiling sun, and being icy cold. 
This stage is followed by violent perspirations, 
attended with excruciating headaches and pains all 
over the body. I suffered much more this time than 
ever I did in any former attack. I had no rest at 
nights, until I took twenty-five drops of laudanum. 
The coarseness of the fare set before me quite turned 
my stomach, I could not face it, and nothing what¬ 
ever passed my lips but weak tea for seven days; then 
I swallowed a little pheasant broth, and so gradually 
