BUFFALO 
181 
The day commenced with a rather startling adventure. 
We were walking in file, Baraka leading and Lowe just 
behind me, when we suddenly stepped right atop of a 
pack of hyenas, all sound asleep in deep grass. In a 
moment the forest-glade was alive with great bouncing 
Face to Face.— (Bull Buffalo). 
beasts. Baraka smartly handed me the rifle, and in the 
same moment a huge old dog-hyena, presumably the 
captain of the gang, and evidently aroused from deep 
slumber by the flight of his troop, raised himself on his 
haunches, as sketched, not two yards in front of where I 
stood. Clearly he was blissfully unconscious of the fact 
that I was almost “treading on his tail” ; nor did he ever 
realise it, for a bullet in the nape laid him out. Two more 
were knocked over by L.’s magazine-fire ere the pack got 
