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AFKICAN HUNTING. 
until they fancy you have seen them, when they 
leave everything they may have and run as game as 
a fox, doubling, turning, and twisting until our 
admirably-trained horses’ noses are alongside their 
ears over their shoulders, when they first give in and 
supplicate for their lives ; but on finding they are not 
going to be hurt they generally follow readily through 
fear, which, however, soon wears off on better ac¬ 
quaintance. On arriving at camp they are set down 
to lots of flesh, and they soon make themselves at 
home, and rarely attempt running away again. We 
succeeded in getting another Masara to supply the 
woman’s place; he brought us somewhere near a 
fountain, but having only been there once before, he 
also got astray in his reckoning, and on the afternoon 
of the fourth day said he was totally at a loss where 
the fountain lay. Boy and Baffeta saddled up to go in 
quest: I had had a severe kick on the calf of the leg 
in the morning from an ox, which disabled me from 
riding or walking. To our great joy, Boy found the 
fountain very cleverly several miles farther off, and 
after refreshing himself and his steed he brought us 
the joyful tidings, and though it was quite dark before 
we arrived, his instinct took us straight to the place. 
It was impossible that the oxen could have held out 
much longer ; a few were quite exhausted. It proved 
to be delicious water, and more than enough of it 
for all; here we stayed three days, to refresh the oxen, 
and look up Masaras or Bushmen to show us the way 
to more water, being determined not to leave our 
