ravine, so they grazed quietly,
not suspecting any danger. Stas, desiring to replenish his supplies
with meat, shot at the nearest one, which tumbled on the ground as if
struck by lightning. The rest of the flock ran away, and with them a
great buffalo, which he did not perceive before, as he lay hidden
behind a stone. The boy, not from necessity, but from a sporting vein,
choosing the moment when the animal turned his side somewhat, sent a
bullet after him. The buffalo staggered greatly after the shot, drew in
his haunches, but rushed away, and before Stas was able to reload
disappeared in the unevenness of the ground.

Before the smoke blew away, Kali sat upon the antelope and cut open its
abdomen with Gebhr's knife. Stas walked towards him, desiring to
inspect more closely the animal, and great was his surprise when after
a while the young negro with blood-stained hands handed to him the
reeking liver of the antelope.

"Why are you giving me that?" he asked.

"Msuri, msuri! Bwana kubwa eat at once."

"Eat it yourself," replied Stas, indignant at the proposition.

Kali did not allow this command to be repeated, but immediately began
to tear the liver with his teeth, and greedily gulp down the raw
pieces; seeing that Stas gazed at him with loathing he did not cease
between one gulp and another to repeat: "Msuri! msuri!"

In this manner he ate over half of the liver; after which he started to
dress the antelope. He did this with uncommon quickness and skill, so
that soon the hide was flayed and the haunches were separated from the
backbone. Then Stas, somewhat surprised that Saba was not present at
this work, whistled for him to come to a bounteous feast of the fore
parts of the animal.

But Saba did not appear at all. Instead, Kali, who was bending over the
antelope, raised his head and said:

"The big dog ran after the buffalo."

"Did you see him?" Stas asked.

"Kali saw."

Saying this, he placed the loin of the antelope on his head and the two
haunches on his shoulders and started for the ravine. Stas whistled a
few times more and waited, but seeing that he was doing this in vain,
followed Kali. In the ravine Mea was already engaged in cutting the
thorns for a zareba, while Nell, picking with her little fingers the
last guinea-fowl, asked:

"Did you whistle for Saba? He ran after you."

"He ran after a buffalo which I wounded with a shot, and I am worried,"
Stas answered. "Those animals are terribly