. Two African trips, with notes and suggestions on big game preservation in Africa; . for camels, by crossingone khor, not more than leg - deep. Ernest climbed ahill, whence he learnt some geography and caught aglimpse of a leopard, while I went to seek the water-buckseen in the morning. I soon found them or another band, but out on themarsh where the ground was flat and the grass scarcelyhigh enough to conceal me. My first attempt at approachwas spoilt by the donkey which I had brought to carryany meat I might get. The syce, finding himself alone ina strange country, had got nervous, and foll
. Two African trips, with notes and suggestions on big game preservation in Africa; . for camels, by crossingone khor, not more than leg - deep. Ernest climbed ahill, whence he learnt some geography and caught aglimpse of a leopard, while I went to seek the water-buckseen in the morning. I soon found them or another band, but out on themarsh where the ground was flat and the grass scarcelyhigh enough to conceal me. My first attempt at approachwas spoilt by the donkey which I had brought to carryany meat I might get. The syce, finding himself alone ina strange country, had got nervous, and followed in ourtracks, thus putting the water-buck away. This dislike ofsolitude is, I think, common to all Africans. In myexperience it is most difficult to persuade a black manto remain by himself where he is told. But water-buck are the least suspicious of them a little time to get on to better ground, wehad the satisfaction of seeing them approach a khor wherethe grass was tempting and they would be hidden in thedepression. I had an idea that by creeping to the edge. CO h3KIL h- CO DC THE WHITE NILE 69 of the khor, at good rifle range from the spot where theyhad entered it, I could get a quiet shot and pick the besthead, but allowed myself to be persuaded by Ali, who hasa partiality for getting within spear-throw if he can. Thuswe jumped them, and they dashed across our front, makingfor the jungle. A running shot has never been my forte,but on this occasion I stopped the best buck I , which I think was better, eluded me by gallopingalong the khor for 200 yards before he turned for thecovert. Leaving my men to cut up the animal and loadthe donkey, I started homewards through the jungle. Ihad only one cartridge in the rifle, as I did not want anymore meat; but seeing an oribi, an antelope about as largeas a hare, with small straight horns, I fired, and un-doubtedly hit it. The covert being very thick, I failedto find it, and then, having never a shot in
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