My travels in North West Rhodesia : or, A missionary journey of sixteen thousand miles . .This morning at sun-rise I went out for alittle shooting. I came upon a small herd ofreet-buck. They are about the size of a yearold calf, only longer in the legs, and they canrun, I hit one at a very long range, that is,long for me—about 200 yards, but it gotaway into the long grass, and having no dog,we were unable to stalk it. I had a shot-gunwith me, as well as a rifle; and on my wayback to the waggon I shot two eagles and awood-pigeon. The boys have skinned theformer for me, and the latter will figur
My travels in North West Rhodesia : or, A missionary journey of sixteen thousand miles . .This morning at sun-rise I went out for alittle shooting. I came upon a small herd ofreet-buck. They are about the size of a yearold calf, only longer in the legs, and they canrun, I hit one at a very long range, that is,long for me—about 200 yards, but it gotaway into the long grass, and having no dog,we were unable to stalk it. I had a shot-gunwith me, as well as a rifle; and on my wayback to the waggon I shot two eagles and awood-pigeon. The boys have skinned theformer for me, and the latter will figure in to-morrows dinner. By this time we were veryshort of meat, as we only brought a little ofa buck Robert had shot to give us a had tinned meat with us, as a last resource,but it seems a shame to be using this, a smalltin of which costs 2s. 6d., while the plains andforests are full of game. When we com-menced our evening trek, therefore, aboutfive, Mr. Kerswell and I both took our rifles;and just before sun-set, in about an hour,we came on a small herd of reet-buck, four. LUSE AND HER HUSBAND. Lvise was a slave rescued from PortugueseRaiders and handed to the Missionaryby a Government Official during time at XKala. To face page 114. NAMBALA TO THE KAFUE. 117 or five. Mr. Kerswell shot and missed, whenthe leader of the herd stood out before me at150 yards distant, broad side on. I let goand it fell like a log. But judge my humilia-tion when I found that Mr. Kerswell had shotat the same moment. I was a little in front,and the two shots so entirely coincided thatI heard but one. Mr. Kerswell in hisgenerosity wanted to call it my shot; but as hehad a superior rifle, and was in good practice,I felt the chances were against me, and wouldnot have it. On our way back we got twomore pigeons, so to-morrows dinner isinsured. We camped for the night near a people came out in great numbers tosalute and trade. It was a weird young moon already g
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