ANOTHER BUFFALO BAGGED. l8l his head to charge us while doing so, for in that case some of us might have come off rather badly.

We were not long in starting in pursuit, and soon caught sight of him as he went crashing through the jungle. I ran forward, and fired a snap-shot ; but unfortunately, as I have already mentioned, my ten-bore had got out of order, so that the concussion produced by firing off the right-hand barrel (and that loaded with spherical ball) set off the left-hand one at the same time. My hat went flying off, the recoil nearly knocked me backwards, and I was half deafened. My brother had fired at the same time I did ; and one or both of us had hit him, as there was fresh blood on his tracks. We followed him to some very thick dhoitm-?\m covert, where we could not penetrate. One of the natives climbed a tree, and reported that he saw the buffalo in the palms, and that he was badly wounded, but not dead. We did all we could to drive him out, but he would not move. Finally my brother climbed a tree that overlooked the clump of stunted dJioinns and grass into which he had betaken himself, and gave him the coiLp-degrdce from the top. On examination it proved to be the bull that had been wounded in the night ; the bullet had hit the near fore-leg. We returned to camp in time for luncheon, with the two finest buffalo-heads that had so far been obtained, and well pleased with our morning's work.

At four P.M. the same afternoon, Aylmer, Lort Phillips, and I started for the water in Khor Meheteb, intending to spend the night there where the others had been so successful. The nights had become very hot ; and we slept in the open air on the ground, on a slight eminence overlooking the water. We heard a lion roar during the night, and several noises we could not distinguish ; but nothing came to drink, nor were there any signs that game had been there the previous night.