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We had just stopped to fire, but with one bound he was off like a rabbit and [[strikethrough]] to [[/strikethrough]] we had to have a galloping shot. There was just enough light to see the fore sight, and it was a joyous moment when I heard the 2 bullets go slap, slap into him ^[[insertion]] or one of them anyway [[/insertion]]. I fired a good half second after C & my bullet knocked him head over heels. But with a roar he was up again & off & then a lucky thing happened - he met Malimu[[strikethrough]]s[[/strikethrough]] who turned him and he ran along the face of the hill instead of going over. We raced after him & ran him to ground in a bit of thick bush. He was going very short then but was by no means done. It was then almost dark, one could just see 60 or 80 yards and we circled round the patch of bush trying to get a glimpse of him. However he solved the riddle for us, for as [[strikethrough]] he [[/strikethrough]] we got above him on the hill, he made a dash across the open towards the river, we gave him a volley but without much effect & again cornered him in a patch of high grass on the bank of the river. It was now too dark to see more than 15 or 20 yards and the