It Was A Perfect Afternoon, And
No Sooner Had I Cleared The Belt Of Scrub Which
Grew Round The Kraal, When By The Aid Of My
Glasses I Saw A Herd Of Zebra And Other Game
Away In The Distance, Feeding Peacefully On The
Rolling Prairie.
I made my way steadily towards
them, and noticed as I went that a couple of
eland were gradually drawing away from the rest
of the herd.
I marked these for my own, and
carefully noting the direction they were taking,
I dismounted and made a detour round a rise
so as to lie in wait for them and cut them off.
My plan succeeded admirably, for the two fine
animals continued to come straight towards me
without suspicion, feeding quietly by the way.
When they got to within eighty yards or so, I
picked out the bigger head and was only waiting
for him to make a slight turn before pulling the
trigger, when bang went the heavy rifle of one of
my companions about half a mile away. In an
instant the two eland had bounded off, and I
decided not to risk a shot, in the hope that they
would soon settle down again and give me another
chance.
Mentally blessing my friend for firing at this
untimely moment, I watched them make for a
belt of wood about a mile further on, hoping
against hope that they would remain on the near
side of it. No such luck, however, for they
plunged into it and were quickly swallowed up
out of my sight.
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