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Identifier: storyofafricaits03brow (find matches)
Title: The story of Africa and its explorers
Year: 1892 (1890s)
Authors: Brown, Robert, 1842-1895
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Publisher: London : Cassell
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giraffes, koodoos,gemsbucks, elands, hartebeests, klipspringers,springbucks, and other antelopes swarmed, * The species referred to here and elsewhere in thesechapters is Cymcephalus porcarius, Ishakma or Chacma. t Aranthosicyos horrida, belonging to the Cucur-bitacea3. 188 THE STORY OF AFRICA. brown hysenas, wild boarsjackals, being equallyabundant. Game birds, such as bustards, ofwhich there are four species, pheasants —as the francolins are called—and guinea-fowlcould be had almost without the sportsmanmoving from his waggon. Unfortunately, how-ever, venomous snakes were also so frequentthat the traveller carried a little air-pump humbly feasting on the same carcase as thelion, these persecuted aborigines of SouthAfrica have the art of frightening away a lionafter it has eaten a full meal, leaving to themthe remainder of the animal. I live by thelions was the boast of one of them ; I let thelions follow the game, kill it, and eat a belly-ful. I then go near, throw about my arms
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THE KAPFIK AND THE LION Q). 183). to suck thfeir bites, should any of the partyget wounded. In those days the assegai, or spear, was thenatives main reliance; but so skilful weresome of them that a man namedHenrick and his son were able,when gunpowder ran short, to rundown azebra on foot, and spearthe fleet animal as they came alongside of it.Yet it takes a good horse to overtake eithera zebra or a giraffe. The Bushmen (p. 189)choose a less dignified part; for, like thelittle jackal, which may often be found A swiftrunner anda lionsparasite. and my skins; the lions go away grumbling,and I get what they leave. I never kill lions.Yet on one fateful day a lioness killed him. Shewas making a meal of a wild horse—manyof which were at that time at large on theveldt—and he did not observe that she hadwhelps with her. Beginning to halloo in hisusual way, she looked up, growled savagely,and, before he had time to retreat, she sprangat him and destroyed him on the spot. At places, reputed t

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