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The substituted stalk, as foreseen, proved easy; but 
at its climax, so low grew the overarching- foliag-e above, 
and so tall was the undergrowth (stuff like wild rasp¬ 
berry canes), that it was impossible from the firing--point 
to see a sing-le horn. I selected the biggest bulk in sight, 
Coming to the Kill—Marabou. 
Baraka muttering, as I fired, “entire” (or a word that 
sounded like it—I believe the correct Arabic is entiyah) 
—and so it proved, a big cow with 17-inch horns. At the 
shot, the troop stampeded, but with that inscrutable 
instinct of theirs, upon missing one of their mess, pulled 
up in the open beyond. I then selected what was certainly 
the best bull of the whole company; yet his horns only 
taped 18 inches ! That was our punishment for the pusil¬ 
lanimous change of game. Still I was glad to have a good 
