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had  already  severed  several  strands  of the  rope.  As

                       it  opened  its  vast  mouth, he  fired  down  its  throat,  and
                       it almost instantly, giving another convulsive struggle*

                       rolled  over.
                           His  success  was  greeted  with  triumphant  shouts  by
                       the  hunters  who  had  only  just  before  discovered  us.
                       Having drawn  the  body  of  the  hippopotamus  up  to

                       the  dry  land,  the  blacks  crowded  round  us,  and  by
                       signs  and  exclamations  expressed  their  admiration

                       of  the way  in  which  my uncle  had  killed  the  creature.
                          W e  tried  to  explain  that  we  were  very  happy  to
                       have  been  of  service  to  them,  and that  we  should  feel

                       obliged,  if,  in  return,  they  would  ferry  us  across  the
                       river,  and  guide  us  to  the  waggons  of  the  white  men

                       who  had  encamped  not  far  off.
                          Leaving  the  hunters  to  cut  up  the  hippopotamus,
                       and  stow  its flesh  on  board  their  canoes,  we  returned

                       to  where  we  had  left  Jan  and  the  ox.  A s  it  was
                       getting late,  we  agreed  to  remain  where we were until
                       the  following  day,— in  the  meantime  to  try  to  shoot

                       an  antelope  or deer  of  some  sort  which  would  enable
                       us  to  provide  a  feast  for  the  natives  by  whom  we
                       might  be  visited.

                           I was  fortunate  enough,  while  lying  down  among
                        some  rocks  near our  camp,  to  kill  a springbok,  one  of

                        the  most  light  and  elegant  of  the  gazelle  tribe;  but
                        its  companions,  of  which  it  had  several*  bounded  off
                        at  so  rapid  a  rate  that  I  had  no  chance  of  killing

                        another.  I*  therefore,  lifting  my prize  on  my shoulder
                        returned  to  camp,  where  my  uncle  soon  after  arrived,

                        laden  with  the  flesh  of  a  quagga*  which,  although  be­
                        longing  to  the  family  of  asses*  is  good  food.
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