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CAMP AT MA AMBASAH.

were formed by the bushes, in one of which we placed our table. The trees and bushes were of many different kinds, and in full leaf, and so thick that no part of the camp was exposed to the sun for very long at a time. As I have already mentioned, this camj3 was destined to be our farthest in that direction ; this, and the place we had last left, showed more signs erf game than we had found anywhere else, nor did we subsequently find any part of the country in which the chances of good sport promised so well. It was most unfortunate that circumstances soon made it advisable for us to retrace our steps ; otherwise, if we had been able to remain longer on Khor Ma Ambasah, and could have penetrated rather farther into the country, we should doubtless have obtained a far better bag than we did. As it was, we spent three clear days there. On one of these days we secured two fine bull buffaloes, one of them shot by Lort Phillips and my brother William, who were out together, and the other one had been wounded either by Aylmer or myself, on the afternoon of the 6th, when we each bagged a cow. Arthur and I were out together, and had not gone far from camp in the direction of the Mareb, when we heard a low moan in the tall grass that bordered the kJior. We could not tell whether it proceeded from a buffalo or a rhinoceros, and were unable to get into the high grass to determine. We first climbed up the bank on the opposite side of the kJior to that from which we heard the noise, and threw clods of earth and stones, in order to try and drive the animal, whatever it was, out ; but all to no purpose. After a time we crossed the khor, and made our way to the other side of the border of grass, which at that place was narrow. As nothing would dislodge the animal, we felt sure it must be a wounded buffalo ; and, with our rifles at full cock, we managed to push ourselves a little way in, but not until we had again thrown

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