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crashed through the thickest of the bush in an op¬ 
posite direction. Fearful of losing him, I dashed 
after him, though I had no time to reload. When 
he found this was the case, he turned, elevating his 
enormous fanlike ears, and I expected every moment 
another desperate charge, as I was not more than 
thirty-live yards from him. My horse behaved well, 
and I reloaded, when he again made off. I followed, 
and gave him two more good shots; I would not lire 
till he gave me a good chance, and I saw he was 
mine, as the blood flowed from his trunk, and all 
charging was taken out of him ; still it took me some 
nine more bullets to finish him. Alington came up 
shortly and helped me. Baffeta killed a young bull 
in six shots. Boy never saw one at all, and was in a 
great taking about the dogs not having been made 
fast, as he said, 4 Who knows what beautiful teeth they 
drove away P ’ I shot a line cow roan antelope the 
other night, watching a fountain — a most agreeable 
surprise, as in the uncertain light I took it to be a 
blue wildebeest. We are within a few hours of the 
river Tamalakarni, which runs from Sebituane’s into 
the Zouga, two days east of the Great Lake, and I 
think we are at about an equal distance from the Lake 
and from Sebituane’s, somewhere about Mababe. I 
hear that farther on, at Tamalakarni, we shall find 
leches and nakong, the only buck in Africa I have not 
shot, and whose acquaintance I long to make. 
19 ih .—Our poor horses had the saddles on their 
backs the whole of yesterday, from before sunrise 
