THE FORESTS OF KORDOFAN 
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Presently something distinctly bigger hove in sight 
ahead. It was a great wart-hog boar slowly strolling 
through the open woods towards us. Baraka and I, 
though quite exposed, at once stood stock-still, and the 
boar rooted and rambled past within 40 yards and never a 
suspicion of our presence reached him. The Paradox gun 
was in hand and those splendid curving ivories a terrible 
Wart-hog Boar —South of Melut, January 26th, 1914. 
temptation ; but this is “ Sanctuary ” and all evil thoughts 
were summarily suppressed. As the question has been 
argued, I took the opportunity to observe how the wart- 
hog carries his tail. All the time he remained within 
sight, the tail was held vertically upright, though the 
rising at my feet. Certain weaver-birds had eggs all through January 
and February; but, as we failed to secure the parents (a butterfly-net 
would have been more serviceable than a gun as the tiny birds dropped, 
like frightened mice, from their pendent nests into the deep grass below), 
the specimens are valueless. These eggs were pure white and about the 
size of those of willow-wren. 
