mr. cumming, whose adventures we have already found so entertaining, had a method of hunting for wild beasts, and especially lions, which was quite curious. he dug holes near the fountains or streams, where the animals were accustomed to resort at night for water, and concealed himself and his companions in them, to wait for their approach. the following is a specimen of this kind of adventure.
on the afternoon of the 4th i deepened my hole and watched the water. as the sun went down two graceful springboks and a herd of pallah came and drank, when i shot the best pallah in the troop. at night i watched the water with kleinboy: very soon a cow black rhinoceros came and drank, and got off for the present with two balls in her. a little afterwards two black rhinoceroses and two white ones came to the waterside. we both fired together at the finest of the two black rhinoceroses; she ran three hundred yards, and fell dead. soon after this the other black rhinoceros came up again and stood at the waterside; i gave her one ball after the shoulder; she ran a hundred yards and fell dead. in half an hour a third old borele appeared, and, having inspected the two dead ones, he came up to the waterside. we fired together; he ran two hundred yards and fell dead. i felt satisfied with our success, and gave it up for the night.
by the following evening the natives had cleared away the greater part of the two rhinoceroses which lay right in the way of the game approaching the water; i, however, enforced their leaving the third rhinoceros, which had fallen on the bare rising ground, almost opposite to my hiding-place, in the hope of attracting a lion, as i intended to watch the water at night. soon after the twilight had died away, i went down to my hole with kleinboy and two natives, who lay concealed in another hole, with wolf and boxer ready to slip, in the event of wounding a lion.
on reaching the water i looked towards the carcase of the rhinoceros, and, to my astonishment, i beheld the ground alive with large creatures, as though a troop of zebras were approaching the fountain to drink. kleinboy remarked to me that a troop of zebras were standing on the height. i answered, "yes," but i knew very well that zebras would not be capering around the carcase of a rhinoceros. i quickly arranged my blankets, pillow, and guns, in the hole, and then lay down to feast my eyes on the interesting sight before me. it was bright moonlight, as clear as i need wish, and within one night of being full moon. there were six large lions, about twelve or fifteen hyaenas, and from twenty to thirty jackals, feasting on and around the carcases of the three rhinoceroses. the lions feasted peacefully, but the hyenas and jackals fought over every mouthful, and chased one another round and round the carcases, growling, laughing, screeching, chattering, and howling without any intermission. the hyaenas did not seem afraid of the lions, although they always gave way before them; for i observed that they followed them in the most disrespectful manner, and stood laughing, one or two on either side, when any lions came after their comrades to examine pieces of skin or bones which they were dragging away. i had lain watching this banquet for about four hours, in the strong hope that, when the lions had feasted, they would come and drink. two black and two white rhinoceroses had made their appearance, but, scared by the smell of the blood, they soon made off.
at length the lions seemed satisfied. they all walked about with their heads up, and seemed to be thinking about the water, and in two minutes one of them turned his face towards me, and came on; he was immediately followed by the second lion, and in half a minute by the other four. it was a decided and general move, they were all coming to drink right bang in my face, within fifteen yards of me.
i charged the unfortunate, pale, and panting kleinboy to convert himself into a stone, and knowing, from old spoor, exactly where they would drink, i cocked my left barrel, and placed myself and gun in position. the six lions came steadily on along the ridge, until within sixty yards of me, when they halted for a minute to reconnoitre. one of them stretched out his massive arms on the rock and lay down; the others then came on, and he rose and brought up the rear. they walked, as i had anticipated, to the old drinking place, and three of them had put down their heads and were lapping the water loudly, when kleinboy thought it necessary to show his ugly head. i turned my head slowly to rebuke him, and again taming to the lions i found myself discovered.
an old lioness, who seemed to take the lead, had detected me, and, with her head high and her eyes fixed full upon me, she was coming slowly round the corner of the little vley to cultivate further my acquaintance! this unfortunate proceeding put a stop at once to all further contemplation. i thought, in my haste, that it was perhaps most prudent to shoot this lioness, especially as none of the others had noticed me. i accordingly moved my arm and covered her: she saw me move and halted, exposing a full broadside, i fired; the ball entered one shoulder and passed out behind the other. she bounded forward with repeated growls, and was followed by her five comrades all enveloped in a cloud of dust; nor did they stop until they had reached the cover behind me, except one old gentleman, who halted and looked back for a few seconds, when i fired, but the ball went high. i listened anxiously for some sound to denote the approaching end of the lioness; nor listened in vain. i heard her growling and stationary, as if dying. in one minute her comrades crossed the vley a little below me, and made towards the rhinoceros. i then slipped wolf and boxer on her scent, and, following them into the river, i found her lying dead within twenty yards of where the old lion had lain two nights before. this was a fine old lioness, with perfect teeth, and was certainly a noble prize; but i felt dissatisfied at not having rather shot a lion, which i had most certainly done if my hottentot had not destroyed my contemplation.
