THREE LIONS TRACKED.

fastened tight to its leg, and prevents the noose from falHng off, till it is so tightly drawn that its aid is no longer required.

The poor beast rushes off, dragging the bush after it, which not only soon wearies it, but leaves behind a fatal track by which to guide the hunter, who soon overtakes it ; and the spear puts a speedy termination to its sufferings. The accompanying engraving will give a good idea of a sJiereker. On our way back to camp we came upon three trappers, encamped near a small pool of water, at which they informed us that a single buffalo had drunk the previous night. During the night they had caught a giraffe in a noose, but it had broken away and got off. We decided to follow the tracks of the buffalo they told us of. We had been following them for some time, when Lort Phillips, who was riding ahead, suddenly espied three lions to his right. We lost no time in running after them ; but they ran too, and the grass into which they ran was so difficult to track them in. that we had not gone far before we completely lost all trace of them.

I rarely felt such terrific heat, even in Africa ; and, after a long chase, we were obliged to give up, and lie down for some time under the shade of a tree. We seemed destined never to shoot a lion. We often used to track them, but always found their footprints led us into impenetrable jungle. We probably frequently passed close by them, lying asleep in thick covert, without being aware of their vicinity. In returning to camp, we saw a mddrif, but were not fortunate enough to obtain a shot at it ; however, we secured a tetel for the pot. We saw immense numbers of these antelopes, in herds of from thirty to fifty, and a fair number of nelhit ; but none with fine heads.

Before shifting our camp from Khor Meheteb, we were favoured with a second visit from some Hamrans. A sheik named Said, and another sheik, name unknown, made their