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AFRICAN HUNTING. 
My party is now all dispersed. I have left behind 
one wagon and twenty-three oxen, in charge of two 
Kaffirs. Adonis and Isaac are gone into the fly 
(tsetse) to shoot on foot three or four days, due east 
from where I now write, where elephants are said to 
be plenty. 
I fell in with an Englishman, Poison by name, who 
came in by Walvish Bay, about fourteen or fifteen 
months ago, and has not yet got one load—a sorry 
prospect for me. We passed three or four evenings 
together very pleasantly, and assisted one another in 
the way of exchange. I got a gun and powder for 
ivory and beads ; it was a most agreeable break, and 
we were very jolly together, and sorry to part; at 
least, I speak for myself. 
I wished to leave a heavy lot of flesh for my 
Kaffirs during my absence, as they have no means of 
providing for themselves, but game was so scarce 
that I had two long blank days. On the third, how¬ 
ever, I got four quaggas, one eland, and a black rhi¬ 
noceros, despatched a wagon and pack oxen, and left 
them with abundance until my return. Somehow or 
other, I cannot come across any elephants. Though 
I see lots of spoor, and have had some weary days in 
search, they have managed always to elude me as 
yet. This morning, very early, I actually heard one 
scream, and, though we sallied out at once, and had 
the benefit of January’s spooring, we could never 
find him, and we were obliged to rest contented with 
two fat elands. 
