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renched in sweat； found ourselves lying flat within ten yards of a small bush behind which we could make out dimly the black mass of the largest beast we had seen from across the way。
Although it was now practically dark； we had the game in our own hands。 From our low position the animal； once it fed forward from behind the single small bush； would be plainly outlined against the sky； and at ten yards I should be able to place my heavy bullets properly； even in the dark。 Therefore； quite easy in our minds； we lay flat and rested。 At the end of twenty seconds the animal began to step forward。 I levelled my double gun； ready to press trigger the moment the shoulder appeared in the clear。 Then against the saffron sky emerged the ugly outline and two upstanding horns of a rhinoceros！
〃Faru！〃 I whispered disgustedly to Memba Sasa。 With infinite pains we backed out； then retreated to a safe distance。 It was of course now too late to hunt up the three genuine buffaloes of this ill…assorted group。
In fact our main necessity was to get through the river jungle before the afterglow had faded from the sky； leaving us in pitch darkness。 I sent Memba Sasa across to pick up the effects we had left on the opposite ridge； while I myself struck directly across the flat toward camp。
I had plunged ahead thus； for two or three hundred yards； when I was brought up short by the violent snort of a rhinoceros just off the starboard bow。 He was very close； but I was unable to locate him in the dusk。 A cautious retreat and change of course cleared me from him； and I was about to start on again full speed when once more I was halted by another rhinoceros； this time dead ahead。 Attempting to back away from him； I aroused another in my rear； and as though this were not enough a fourth opened up to the left。
It was absolutely impossible to see anything ten yards away unless it happened to be silhouetted against the sky。 I backed cautiously toward a little bush； with a vague idea of having something to dodge around。 As the old hunter said when； unarmed； he met the bear； 〃Anything； even a newspaper； would have come handy。〃 To my great joy I backed against a conical ant hill four or five feet high。 This I ascended and began anti…rhino demonstrations。 I had no time to fool with rhinos； anyway。 I wanted to get through that jungle before the leopards left their family circles。 I hurled clods of earth and opprobrious shouts and epithets in the four directions of my four obstreperous friends； and I thought I counted four reluctant departures。 Then； with considerable doubt； I descended from my ant hill and hurried down the slope； stumbling over grass hummocks； colliding with bushes； tangling with vines； but progressing in a gratifyingly rhinoless condition。 Five minutes cautious but rapid feeling my way brought me through the jungle。 Shortly after I raised the campfires； and so got home。
The next two days were repetitions； with slight variation； of this experience； minus the rhinos！ Starting from camp before daylight we were only in time to see the herd…always aggravatingly on the other side of the cover； no matter which side we selected for our approach； slowly grazing into the dense jungle。 And always they emerged so late and so far away that our very best efforts failed to get us near them before dark。 The margin always so narrow； however； that our hopes were alive。
On the fourth day； which must be our last in Longeetoto； we found that the herd had shifted to fresh cover three miles along the base of the mountains。 We had no faith in those buffaloes； but about half…past three we sallied forth dutifully and took position on a hill overlooking the new hiding place。 This consisted of a wide grove of forest trees varied by occasional open glades and many dense thickets。 So eager were we to win what had by now developed into a contest that I refused to shoot a lioness with a three…quarters…grown cub that appeared within easy shot from some reeds below us。
Time passed as usual until nearly sunset。 Then through an opening into one of the small glades we caught sight of the herd travelling slowly but steadily from right to left。 The glimpse was only momentary； but it was sufficient to indicate the direction from which we might expect them to emerge。 Therefore we ran at top speed down from our own hill； tore through the jungle at its foot； and hastily； but with more caution； mounted the opposite slope through the scattered groves and high grass。 We could hear occasionally indications of the buffaloes' slow advance； and we wanted to gain a good ambuscade above them before they emerged。 We found it in the shape of a small conical hillock perched on the side hill itself； and covered with long grass。 It commanded open vistas through the scattered trees in all directions。 And the thicket itself ended not fifty yards away。 No buffalo could possibly come out without our seeing him； and we had a good half hour of clear daylight before us。 It really seemed that luck had changed at last。
We settled ourselves； unlimbered for action； and got our breath。 The buffaloes came nearer and nearer。 At length； through a tiny opening a hundred yards away； we could catch momentary glimpses of their great black bodies。 I thrust forward the safety catch and waited。 Finally a half dozen of the huge beasts were feeding not six feet inside the circle of brush； and only thirty…odd yards from where we lay。
And they came no farther！ I never passed a more heart…breaking half hour of suspense than that in which little by little the daylight and our hopes faded； while those confounded buffaloes moved slowly out to the very edge of the thicket； turned； and moved as slowly back again。 At times they came actually into view。 We could see their sleek black bodies rolling lazily into sight and back again； like seals on the surface of water； but never could we make out more than that。 I could have had a dozen good shots； but I could not even guess what I would be shooting at。 And the daylight drained away and the minutes ticked by！
Finally； as I could see no end to this performance save that to which we had been so sickeningly accustomed in the last four days； I motioned to Memba Sasa； and together we glided like shadows into the thicket。
There it was already dusk。 We sneaked breathlessly through the small openings； desperately in a hurry； almost painfully on the alert。 In the dark shadow sixty yards ahead stood a half dozen monstrous bodies all facing our way。 They suspected the presence of something unusual； but in the darkness and the stillness they could neither identify it nor locate it exactly。 I dropped on one knee and snatched my prism glasses to my eyes。 The magnification enabled me to see partially into the shadows。 Every one of the group carried the sharply inturned points to the horns： they were all cows！
An instant after I had made out this fact； they stampeded across our face。 The whole band thundered and crashed away。
Desperately we sprang after them； our guns atrail； our bodies stooped low to keep down in the shadow of the earth。 And suddenly； without the slightest warning we plumped around a bush square on top of the entire herd。 It had stopped and was star