Journeys through Bookland : a new and original plan for reading applied to the world's best literature for children . y. For a time he served in the English anny in India, andhunted the big game of those regions. However, he wasnot satisfied with this, and after a visit to Newfoundland,whicli was more disappointing to him, he went to Africaand there spent five adventurous years hunting and ex-ploring. Throughout this time he kept a journal of his exploitsand adventures, and it is from this journal that he wrotehis A Hunters Life Among Lions, Elephants and OtherWild Animals of South Africa, fro
Journeys through Bookland : a new and original plan for reading applied to the world's best literature for children . y. For a time he served in the English anny in India, andhunted the big game of those regions. However, he wasnot satisfied with this, and after a visit to Newfoundland,whicli was more disappointing to him, he went to Africaand there spent five adventurous years hunting and ex-ploring. Throughout this time he kept a journal of his exploitsand adventures, and it is from this journal that he wrotehis A Hunters Life Among Lions, Elephants and OtherWild Animals of South Africa, from which the followingselection is taken. We may judge from his account thathe did not find Africa as disappointing as India and New-foundland had proved. His style is not that of a literary man, but he has thehappy faculty of presenting things in a very vivid manner,so that we are willing to make some allowance for faults instyle. He was conscious of his weakness in this matter,and partially explained it by saying, The hand, weariedall day with the grasping of a rifle, is not the best suited forwielding the before me. ^X the 25th, at dawn of day, we in-spanned, and trekked abont five hoursin a northeasterly course, through aboundless open country sparinglyadorned with dwarfish old trees. Inthe distance the long-sought mountainsof Bamangwato at length loomed blueWe halted beside a glorious fountain, 385 386 Elephant Hunting which at once made me forget all the cares and diffi-culties I had encountered in reaching it. The nameof this fountain was jNlassouey, hut I at once chris-tened it the Elephants own Fountain. This wasa very remarkable sjjot on the southern borders ofendless elephant forests, at which I had at lengtharrived. The fountain was deep and strong, situ-ated in a hollow at the eastern extremity of an ex-tensive vley,^ and its margin was surrounded by alevel stratum of solid old red sandstone. Here andthere lay a thick layer of soil upon the rock, and thiswas p
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