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[SEPT. 28, 1907. 
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SECTIONAL VIEW OF A. H. FOX GUN 
Why the A. H. Fox Gun 
Excels All Other Guns 
Because its firing mechanism is so simple in principle, so 
strong in construction, that one half the parts used in other 
guns are dispensed with. 
Because the hammers are cocked by direct, powerful 
lever action (see cut above)—no complicated parts to wear 
and break in the A. H. Fox gun. 
Because the A. H. Fox gun is absolutely a safe gun. 
Fewer parts and less weight in the breech action make pos- 
sible greater strength in the barrels where the strain comes. 
Because no amount of hard service can ever make a 
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A NATAL BUCK HUNT. 
In the true sense this is hardly a hunt; it | 
the method employed generally by the peor} 
of Natal in rounding up lost stock or drivit} 
Zulu rebels from the bush, and is, without doul| 
the most effectual, if hardly sportsmanlike, mea’| 
of killing game. The idea is to form a long li! 
of Kafhrs armed with assegais and sticks, a! 
companied by their dogs, and beat uphill throug} 
the bush to where the guns are posted. | 
We left the police barracks, says a Field co} 
respondent, for the rendezvous at 8 A. M., hz 
an hour later than we originally intended star| 
ing, chiefly because our Indian cook did not sho| 
up to cook our breakfast, which in consequen: 
had to be done by ourselves. Hastily saddli 
up our ponies, and cantering the six miles | 
so to the meet well under the half hour, y 
arrived but very few minutes late. The par 
consisted of eight guns, six of us being Nat 
policemen—the district officer, sergeant, thr 
troopers and the goaler—with two colonial fa 
mers. All contiguous kraals being warned tl 
previous day, we were extremely glad to fir 
that some 150 natives were waiting for us. 
is impossible to hunt without their aid, thi 
being invaluable as beaters, full of energv. a1 
able to negotiate the dense bush, which is i 
accessible to the average European—inaccessib| 
more on account of its thorny nature than. i| 
density. The rendezvous disclosed a most pe 
fect panorama. Even we who are used to tl 
beautiful scenery of the south coast of Nat 
did not fail to remark on the beauty of the scen 
To the east the dark blue Indian Ocean, tl 
frowning mountains to the west, made mo 
wonderful by the opalescent haze common he: 
in autumn; the great trees, with the light siftir 
through spaces of feathery green, marvelous 
colored flowers and butterflies, the tiny wate 
fall of the Imbanbanyoni River, in its nimbt/ 
of prismatic spray—here swift, here placid, wii! 
its myriads of sparkling diamonds (and, by tl 
way, its yellow fish, which are among the fe| 
native fish who take a fly), southwards the smi! 
ing lowlands, with the Tuileries-like convent fc 
a background. 
Instructions are now given to the natives ho| 
we wish the bush worked. Skirting the edg 
they set off, a pandemonium of yelping mongre 
and natives singing hunting songs. On reacl 
ing the far side of the bush the line is forme 
with an interval of about six yards, and the 
on through the bush. Six guns are then place 
on the outskirts, while the sergeant and I g 
into the bush some half mile or so. It is wit 
great difficulty that we obtain a fairly goc| 
position, and should then have been rewarde 
with a kill after our exertions. Once settle: 
we then become the prey of mosquitoes, an 
taking it from any point of view whatever, 
begin to consider it compares very unfavorab)| 
with the worst of inferior rough shooting 
home. After one of the most uncomfortab| 
hours in my life I hear something coming m 
way. I cannot see for more than twenty yarc| 
in front of me, though undoubtedly some anim; 
is crashing its way through the bush. In a fe 
moments it is almost on top of me. I am abot| 
to shoot when I recognize it to be an umbabal;| 
and royal game. It takes but half an hour fe 
the natives to come up, so I return with then 
Going back was infinitely worse. I reach tt 
summit dead beat. I then learn the bag | 
twenty piti, two to the guns and the remainde| 
to the natives’ assegais. We go on to the krai| 
for lunch preparatory to beating another portio 
of the bush. I still suffer from the effects c 
the mosquitoes, and feel rather inclined to re 
main where I am and admire the scenery. How 
ever, I go on with the other guns. Anothe| 
climb of two miles, and I take up my positio} 


in the bush, this time but a few yards in. Agai 
nothing shootable comes my way. The bag 
twenty-two piti, all to the natives. We finis| 
up the hunt walking up a Kaffir corn patch witl| 
out result. | 
I have had plenty of exercise, if little spor 
and, moreover, notice I have left quite half m 
wearing apparel among the thorns,.and, I hop: 
most of the language suitable for the occasio1 
We arrive home at seven, feeling very hungr 
and tired. Having a forty mile patrol to pei 


