gentlemen, that the bush-buck carries a stout and gallant heart in his great chest." "Ay, ay, Uncle; so he does." "There he came, his sharp hoofs pricking into the ground, his legs slender and shapely, his great haunches gathering up as he cleared everything in his way, and the points of his short, strong horns catching the sparkle of the sun. Right for the tree he went, then on a sudden he stopped and looked full ahead, his ears turned backward, but his gaze fixed on a pair of gleaming eyes that glared at him. As he stood there, as big as a year-old calf, with his side to me, I could ha' driven a ball through his heart; but I didn't as much as go beyon' closin' my grasp on the rifle. I wouldn't a shot him--no, not in them cirkumstances. There were a duel of staring between those two for a full half-minute, and in that time those other two yellow critturs were slinking through the long grass bordering the mealies. Nex' thing they'd a been on him from each side, with that other cur comin' up from behind, not to speak of the pack hurrying up and of the big chap behind the tree, when I gave a shout: `Look out!' say I, jes' as if he were a human. `Look out!' says I, and the chap that was nearest me he rose up outer the grass and jumped for the ram. You never seed sich a thing. For all the ram had got his eyes on the big chap, he slewed his head round quicker'n lightning, his horns went down, and the next thing that yeller critter was lying on his back yelping, with a hole in his neck.