his attendants, and conducted back to the camp. Next day the hunting
of the giraffe was continued with equally bad success. On the third
day seven of these animals were discovered, and immediately pursued by
his dogs. “Six of them,” says he, “went off together; but the seventh,
cut off by my pack, took a different direction. Bernfry, who happened
just then to be on foot, immediately vaulted into the saddle, and set
off in pursuit of the former. I pursued the latter at all speed; but in
spite of the swiftness of my horse, she gained upon me so much that, on
turning a small eminence, I lost sight of her, and gave up the chase.
My dogs, however, had quickly overtaken her, and pressed her so closely
that she was compelled to stop in her own defence. From the place where
I was I heard them give tongue with all their might; but as their
voices all appeared to come from the same spot, I conjectured that
they had got the animal into some corner, and I again pushed forwards.
As soon as I had turned the hill, I in fact discovered her surrounded
by the dogs, and making desperate efforts to drive them off by heavy
kicks. In a moment I was on my feet, and a single shot from my carbine
brought her to the earth. Enchanted with my victory, I returned to call
my people about me, that they might skin and cut up the animal. As I
was looking about, I observed Klaas Bastard eagerly making signals
to me, which I could not at first comprehend; but on turning towards
the direction in which he pointed, I perceived a giraffe assailed by
my dogs under an ebony-tree. Supposing it to be another animal, I ran
towards it; but it was the same, which had risen again, and just as I
was about to fire a second time dropped down dead.
“Who could have believed that a conquest like this would have excited
me to a transport almost approaching to madness! Pains, fatigues, cruel
privations, uncertainty as to the future, disgust sometimes as to the
past--all these recollections and feelings fled at the sight of this
new prey. I could not satisfy my desire to contemplate it. I measured
its enormous height. I looked from the animal to the instrument which
had destroyed it. I called and recalled my people about me. Although
we had combated together the largest and the most dangerous animals,
it was I alone who had killed the giraffe. I was now able to add to
the riches of natural history; I was now able to destroy the romance
which attached to this animal, and to establish a truth. My people
congratulated me on my triumph. Bernfry alone was absent; but he came
at last, walking at a slow pace, and holding his horse by the bridle.
He had fallen from his seat, and injured his shoulder. I heard not what
he said to me. I saw not that he wanted assistance; I spoke to him only
of my victory. He showed me his shoulder; I showed him my giraffe. I
was intoxicated, and I should not have thought even of my own wounds.”
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