‘Well, give me your gun.’ He had left his gun at home not to spoil the sport of their guests. Keith gave him the gun with the remark that it was only a waste of ammunition. Ignatious knelt on one knee and rested his arm on the other, took aim and fired, something bounded in the air at the spot pointed out and fell down again and nothing more was seen. Ignatious quietly handed Keith his gun back and led the way towards the spot. Daniel was holding Steve’s gun in his hand admiring the workmanship of it, when, as they approached the spot, a buck was seen running from it. Everyone shouted, ‘There it goes,’ and ran in a slanting direction as if to intercept it when a shot was heard. Once more the buck bounding into the air several feet, fell down to rise no more. It was Daniel who had fired this time and killed the buck on the run. They went towards it, cut it up, took out the intestines and shouldered it, when Ignatious said, ‘Now let us go and get the other one.’ ‘Which one?’ said Keith. ‘Why, the one I shot.’ ‘But this is the one you shot at?’ Ignatious laughed quietly and said,-- ‘The one I shot will never run again; I shot him just behind the shoulder.’ Keith stared at him and thought he was being fooled again, so did not say anything more, but followed Ignatious, only to be led to a dead _oribe_, shot dead through the heart--the bullet had penetrated the buck just behind the shoulder, as Ignatious had said he intended it to do. Keith thought to himself, ‘I wish I could fire a shot like that, and be as sure of it too. Why, it was three hundred yards away if it was one.’ CHAPTER XXIV ANOTHER TRY After a pleasant evening and a good supper, our party went to bed, Steve and Theron occupying the bed of the old people, while Harrison, Steve’s cousin and Keith took possession of the boys’ room; those who were thus ejected, satisfying themselves with a _shake down_ on the floor of the dining-room and kitchen respectively. At whatever sacrifice, the guests must be made comfortable! It had been arranged that the visitors should have another try at those _oribe_, but this time under the guidance of the old man himself, as the young men had arranged to leave after breakfast for the _kerk plaats_ (farm on which a church is built, and where periodical services are held). They would have stayed to oblige their guests, but two fair ones expected them there; the arrangement had been made to meet there, and even the claims of hospitality could not induce them to disappoint two loving hearts. Everyone on a farm is too busy before breakfast to go shooting; the sheep had to be counted out of the kraal and sent to the veld, cows had to be milked, and all the work of the farm had to be set going and to be seen to first; therefore the party could not leave till after breakfast for the veld.