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not get a shot. He heard a lion & we saw several Bustard, Secretary birds, stalks etc. There appears to be game about at last, though nothing L wants. Perhaps we may run across a lion. If Roosevelt had not been out with Delamere, we should have been able to get a Buffalo or find one at any Rate. But our luck is not in - 
[[underlined]] Dec 9. [[/underlined]]
Marched from 7 to 10.45. We went out after lunch in different directions. About 1 mile[[strikethrough]] s [[/strikethrough]] from camp, I suddenly saw something just move in the grass about 80 yards in front of me. My gun bearer could see nothing, but with my glass, I could see a good long tail gently swishing backwards & forwards & an outline of an animal with spots. I made certain it was a leopard, & lying down on a friendly ant heap, fired at where I thought its shoulder would be. Out bounced a big cheetah & ran right past me, not having seen me, with its near fore leg broken at the shoulder. I gave him another shot as he passed me and grazed his shoulder again, breaking [[strikethrough]] An [[/strikethrough]] [[insertion]] the [[/insertion]] other fore leg & bringing him up short. Thinking he might be nasty I gave him a third through the ribs,