over a low clump of hillocks; and with a cry of joy the boy
pressed his horse's sides, and went off at a swinging canter, without
discomposing Chicory in the least, for the boy held on to a strap at the
pummel of the saddle as before, and there being no ant-bear hole in the
way, or, the horse having learned better through his fall, they rapidly
neared the little herd, which began the antics peculiar to these
animals, till the lad was getting close up, when they began to flee at a
tremendous rate.

Quick as thought, Jack had sprung from his saddle, and sent a bullet
after the herd; then another, and another; but all apparently without
result. Then disappointed and vexed, Jack turned to Chicory as if it
was his fault. But the boy had climbed an old ant-hill, and was
watching the flying herd with his eyes shaded by his hand.

"One down--two down," he cried, sending joy through Jack's breast; for,
on galloping after the herd, it was to find one bok lying dead, and
another so badly wounded that it became an easy capture.

It was with no little importance then that Jack rode back with his two
bok, ready to receive the congratulations of his father, for his
manifest improvement in handling his rifle, and in hunting the bok
according to the accepted plan.

At last their guide, after looking-on with something almost supercilious
in his face at this, to him, puny style of hunting, and contentment with
such small game as birds, springbok, and the like, announced that the
next day they would be entering upon what he termed his hunting country.

The travellers had now reached a more rugged tract of land, scored with
deep ravines, along which, at some time or another, small rivers must
have coursed, while now the narrow stony tracks were found convenient
for waggon tracks, though often enough the way was cruelly difficult,
and all had to set to and clear a passage for the wheels by bodily
removing some of the worst of the stones.

There was no hesitation or hanging back at such times, for all had to
set to, even Dinny playing a pretty good part, considering that he
abhorred manual labour.

Quite a change seemed to have come over the General, as Dick aptly
dubbed their Zulu guide; for though he gave way in everything connected
with the management of the waggon, and was exceedingly respectful to Mr
Rogers, no sooner did any hunting matter come to the front, or a
question of the best direction to take, than he seemed to take t