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Title: Five years' hunting adventures in South Africa: being an account of sport with the lion, elephant ...
Year: 1892 (1890s)
Authors: Roualeyn George Gordon-Cumming, 1820-1866.
Subjects: Hunting -- South Africa Museum Collection South Africa -- History South Africa -- Description and travel Special Collections
Publisher: London, Simpkin, Marshall.
Contributing Library: Broward College Archives and Special Collections
Digitizing Sponsor: LYRASIS Members and Sloan Foundation

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h anothersimilar open vley, containing a strong fountain of delicious water. Wecontinued our march till sundown through an undulating open country,thinly covered with detached trees and thorny bushes, and encamped ina sandy desert without water. CHAPTER XIV. The Bamangwato Mountains—The Elephants Fountain—A troop of colossalGiraffes—Elephants drinking by Night—Habits of the African Elephant—Elephant Hunt—A Bull shot after a dangerous Encounter—Cutting out theTusks—Extraordinary Rocks—Mountain-retreat of Sicomy, King of Bamang-wato—His Cunning—Barter Muskets for Ivory—His Majestj^s curious Gun-practice—Trading for Native Weapons. On the 25th, at dawn of day, we inspanned, and trekked about fivehours in a north-easterly course, through a boundless open countrysparingly adorned with dwarfish old trees. In the distance the long-sought mountains of Bamangwato at length loomed blue before me. Wehalted beside a glorious fountain, which at once made me forget all the
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n■ O •onP H CD CD (D H O O > Q- <■ u A TEOOP OF GIRAFFES. 147 cares and difficulties I had encountered in reaching it. The name of thisfountain was Massouey, but I at once christened it the Elephants ownFountain. This was a very remarkable spot on the southern borders ofendless elephant forests, at which I had at length arrived. The foun-tain was deep and strong, situated in a hollow at the eastern extremityof an extensive vley, and its margin was surrounded by a level stratumof solid old red sandstone. Here and there lay a thick layer of soilupon the rock, and this was packed flat with the fresh spoor ofelephants. Around the waters edge the very rock was worn down bythe gigantic feet which for ages had trodden there. The soil of the surrounding country was white and yellow sand, butgrass, trees, and bushes were abundant. From the borders of the foun-tain a hundred well-trodden elephant footpaths led away in every direc-tion, like the radii of a circle. The bread

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