Through the heart of Patagonia . e hills to the they saw us they took to fiight in the direction weexpected, and we dashed away to cut them off The Patagonianhorse soon begins to take an interest of his own in galloping-game. We arrived within two hundred yards of where the herdshad begun to straggle in a long line up the bare side of a range ofround bald-headed hummocks, but we were not in time to get ashot before they disappeared over the sky-line. When we reachedthe top of the hills the guanacos were, of course, nowhere to beseen, but after an hours trackiuLT we ao^ain loc
Through the heart of Patagonia . e hills to the they saw us they took to fiight in the direction weexpected, and we dashed away to cut them off The Patagonianhorse soon begins to take an interest of his own in galloping-game. We arrived within two hundred yards of where the herdshad begun to straggle in a long line up the bare side of a range ofround bald-headed hummocks, but we were not in time to get ashot before they disappeared over the sky-line. When we reachedthe top of the hills the guanacos were, of course, nowhere to beseen, but after an hours trackiuLT we ao^ain located them amono-the hummocks in a depression filled with dry thorn. This timewe separated and Jones showed himself at the far end of the gorge,while I made a circuit and lay down upon the top of a hill towards ROUND AND ABOUT LAKE BUENOS AIRES 139 which I thought they were Hkely to break. This they did theinstant they saw Jones, who got a shot, breaking the leg of killed another as they passed. We jumped upon our horses to. STEKILE GROUND TO NOKTH OF LARK liUENOS AIKKS overtake Jones wounded guanaco, that was keeping up with theherd. My horse, the Alazan, had recently received some jumpinglessons, and being an animal with no sense of proportion, had beenseized with a mania for jumping everything. Jones nearly fell ofthis horse witli lausfhino^ when the Alazan valiantK cliarLied acalifate-bush. eio-ht feet hicjh and full of thorns, through which hedashed in one jump and two supplementary bucks. Emergingupon the other side we set off after our guanaco and enjoyed oneof the most glorious gallops that ever fell to the k)t of man. 1could not help admiring the way in which Jones, who was a bornrider, and, like most Gauchos, had lived all his life on the outsideof a horse, picked his way among the great fragments of rock that I40 THROUGH THE HEART OF PATAGONIA filled the hollows. The Alazan jumped them, and proceeded uponhis appointed path to his own evident satisfaction, the in
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