rious proceedings would
prove interesting. Suffice it to say, we were not disappointed. Harry,
I, and Toko shot one elephant apiece, and my uncle and Mr Welbourn each
shot three, they using explosive bullets, which never fail to kill the
animals they wound.

At length, frightened by the destruction of their companions, the
remainder of the herd retreated, and we, leaving the bodies until next
morning, returned to our tent.

As Harry and I were pretty well knocked up with our exertions of the
previous day, we remained encamped while natives were employed in
bringing in the tusks.

After breakfast we strolled out with our guns, hoping to get some wild
fowl in the marsh, for we were somewhat tired of feeding on elephant's
flesh.

We had killed several birds, and on our way back we stopped to look at
the horses and quagga, which were feeding in perfect harmony. The
latter having a bandage round its eyes, and it being hobbled, Harry went
up to it, and spoke gently in its ear.

"Take care!" I exclaimed, "he'll give you an ugly bite."

As I spoke the quagga turned his head and very nearly caught him by the
arm.

It was a lesson to Harry not to pet his favourite in future, and I
advised that he should muzzle it until its temper should become
softened.

We were standing talking, when suddenly the horses began to prance and
kick up their heels.

"Hallo! what are those?" exclaimed Harry, turning round.

We then saw, emerging from the marsh, where they had been wallowing, a
couple of huge rhinoceroses, who seemed to look upon the horses and us
as intruders they had a right to drive off their domains.

It was not without some difficulty that we got out of their way. Clumsy
as the animal looks, and short as are its legs, it can move with
wonderful rapidity over the hard ground.

As our guns were only loaded with small shot, it would have been useless
to fire at them. The horses could take pretty good care of themselves,
though they exhibited their fear of the savage-looking creatures by
scampering off in all directions.

Meantime, having withdrawn our small shot, we were ramming down bullets
as fast as we could. Although the horses could escape, the poor quagga,
with its legs hobbled and its eyes covered, had but a poor chance. The
leading rhinoceros had singled it out as the object of attack; and,
before Harry and I could fire, rushing furiously forward, it pierced the
poor animal through with its formidabl