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in which we found them, and a mistake in not 
having the dogs fast, we gave a pretty fair account of 
them — three bulls, mine a very large one, with teeth 
at least 70 lbs. each. We treked three days to the 
fountain at which they were said to drink, out- 
spanned below the wind, at least 1,000 yards off, 
and kept all quiet, and to our joy they came, and we 
heard them screaming and drinking for a long time. 
We had a hasty cup of coffee at daybreak, and 
took the spoor from the water and followed it for 
about three hours through dense hack-thorns. The 
ground was very hard, and the spoorers were often 
thrown out. At last, I heard old Gyp far ahead, 
fighting with one. We took our guns from the 
Masaras and made the best of our way thither. Gyp 
brought him right back to the men on foot, and they 
gave him four barrels as he went broadside past; I 
then got alongside and gave him two good shots, 
both vital, when he stood at bay and we finished him 
with a volley. I then heard another shot ahead, and 
made what speed I could in that direction, when 
I shortly came on a fine old bull, with ]ong heavy 
teeth, coming from the shot. I struck him just 
behind the shoulder, when he immediately charged 
at a tremendous pace. I had to ride hard always 
below wind, and seek the best path I could, 
and very small time was allowed me for con¬ 
sideration. He kept up the chase fully 500 yards. 
I rode in a half circle, and at length he stopped 
suddenly, greatly to my satisfaction, and immediately 
