190 FINE SPORT.

what at first appeared to be a khor ran for about a mile and a half to two miles, parallel with the Settite, where it joined the river, forming, when the water was high during the rains, a large island. In its bed were several pools of water, favourite drinking-places for the game in the country, and often preferred to the main body of the stream on account of their retired situation.

On the afternoon of our arrival, my brother William and I took our rifles, and crossed the river at a ford. Before sfoinof very far, we espied in the distance a herd of tctcl feeding, and cautiously creeping from bush to bush, I endeavoured to lessen the distance between us. The wind was right, and the ground well adapted for stalking ; so before very long I succeeded in gaining an advantageous position for a shot. I was rather anxious to secure one, as I perceived that the herd belonged to the less common Lechtenstein variety, and was well pleased when a fine bull fell dead to my shot. This, however, proved to be merely a beginning to the afternoon's sport.

Declining to follow up the herd of tetcl, we left a man to cut up the game, and guard it from vultures, and pushed on in a northerly direction. Before very long my brother espied a beautiful specimen of the graceful ariel antelope'. This animal is usually very wary, and to approach it successfully requires considerable care. A wide detour was necessary in order to gain the wind, which, however, we accomplished. It was impossible to get a near shot, as the antelope was restless, and evidently aware of impending danger, and the covert was thin and scanty. Well concealed beneath the shade of a huge ncb-<;//{'-bush, I could watch the whole proceedings with my fieldglass. At last I could see that my brother had decided to risk a long shot in preference to taking the chance of losing one altogether by endeavouring to attain closer quarters. A puff