The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1895-08-08

old bulls stood upon Lilloclis sniff
fng suspiciously a5 the breeze. There
in front, : ''.~..'.~i yards away, though
to the unpracl4cru eye they looked much
closer because of the dazzling clcarness
of the atmosphere, was great nerd OF
springbok trekking along in single file.
Ali they have come to the wagon track
and do not like the look of it. What
will they do? Go back? Not ( bit Of it.
It is nearly thirty feet wide, but that is
nothing to springbok. Sec. the first Of
them bounds into the air like ball.
How beautifully the sunshine CLEANS
upon his golden hide. He has cleared
it, and the others come after him IN
numberlcss succession, all except the
fawns, who can not jump 50 far, and
have to scampcr over the doubtful path
with terrified bah. What is that yon-
der, moving over the tops Of the mlmosa
in the little dell at the foot of the kop-
pie? Giratrcs. by George! three Of them;
there will be marrow-boncs for supper
tonight. Iiark. tho ground shakes be-
hind us, and over the brow of the rise
rush vast herd o. blcsbcck. On they
come at full gallop their long heads
held low - they look like so many
bearded goats. l thought so. Behind
them is pack Of wild dogs, their fur
draggled, their tongues lolling. They
are in full cry: the giraffes hear them
and arc away, rolling round the kopple
like ship in q heaTy sea. No marrow
bones after all. SEC! the foremost dogs
are close on a b!cis. He has Salloped
far and IS Cutwcrn. One springs at his
flank and misses him. The buck gives
kind of groan, looks wildly round and
sees the wagon. lie seems to hesitate
moment, then in his despair rushes up
to it and falls exhausted among the
cxen. The dogs pull up some thirty
PAGES away, painting and snarling. Now,
boy, the gun-no, net the rifle; the SHOT
gun loaded with loo2crs.
Bang! bang. There, ny friends, two
of you will never hunt buck again. No,
don't touch the buck, for he has come to
US for shelter, and he shall have it.
All, how beautiful is nature before
man comes to spoil it!
Such sight as this have I seen many
hundred times, and hope TO see 1t
again before I die.
The first real adventure that befcll me
on this particular journey was with Gle
! phants, which l will relate because Of
| its curious termination. just before We
crossed the Orange river we came to a
stretch of forest land some twenty miles
broad. The night we entered this forest
we campcd in a lovely open glade. 4
few yards ahead tambouki grass was
growing to the height Of q man, or
rather it had been. Now. with the ex-
ception of q few stalks here and there,
it was crushed quite fat. 1t was already
| dusk when we camped, but after the
moon got up I walked from the fire TO
sec how this had happened. One glance
was enough for ne. j great herd Of
elephants had evidently passed oEec the
tall grass not many hours before. The
sight of their spoor rejoicad me exceed
ingly, for though I had seen wild Gle
| phants. at that time I had never shot
one. Moreover, the sight Of elephant
spoor to the African hunter is what
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life. My resolution WIS soon tahc". l
would camp the wagons for awhile in
the forest, and start en- horseback after
the elcphants.
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