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GUNS * NOVEMBER lilt

FACING AN AFRICAN BUFFALO AT FIVE YARDS. KNOWING THAT HE MAY "FIGHT TO HIS LAST BREATH—OR YOURS" IS A TEST OF NERVE

I FACED my first hull buffalo, African model, very early in my safari. Ir happened .it our Jir,sl camp, some (to miles out of A rush a, near Lake Mam aria-

\alive herders Wl told of a big bird of buffalo in a stjYfciTip thai f^ten-dti surpS milr-i -.1 -Jcitv the lake, and a 15-y ear-old native bov licrcd lo take lis "m'tingo" tin it word fni Imif. Mi' Was ii £ame lad! Vloslli naked, and ;h i'nil'11 onh ^ ¡lii a long spear, be l-d js- across a flip-deep slough and into high pass and weeds leu fi-r-t rail where buffalo certahdy were i we eon Id see the fresh green dropping;; i and where yon could blunder into iiun-barrelVlength of one before yrm hint. I had my .176 WestJcy Richards .lnuble Ijuidtyi lidfli -T-in > Lira in solid*. carried ai ilu- ready, and John Lawrence, my White Hunter, carried Ins vintage .116 fiifdsn, Sei'v much at ihei read} too; hut the ho) with his spear walked ahead (¡1 n- and seemed fearless,

I he herd hail spread out h^very direction; Jim I I in simi there wer£ I inter- when were surrounded l.j buffalo. 1 was ¡ilad. in .->pite of iln.L I Id ' heat, thai there was no air miMnnciit In carry our scent, ihnugh wc rnade ¿ijife ■ nun.Lih Lo raise the dead, slipping and sluing in mad Slid noter from ankle to hip deep- Qui our noise o.inId have been made b; other

11uif>. whereas our scent woutd have Moused tin-in.

\iicr a couple of hours of ihis. when we had worked into llie swamp maybe a mile, I iol<i John I did no) like our ¡prospects for getting a good buffalo here. Tilt* grass and eattaib were so hijth we hail tin chance uf seeing one at over a few feet rangft. and il seemed to gtt worse llie deeper into tin- swamp we penetrated, 11 wr did run into the herd Dt a stray, there would he no chance of selecting a good head, and ii would he so dose we would probably have to kill a buff we did not waul for a trophy. Jolm was of lite same opinion, so we lull I iiir liitlr- guide to head batik, out, He did fro for a short distance, then turned han k into lite swamp. ileli-rtnined, I suppose, to get lii1-piece of hutfalu moat wheihei we wauled it or itoi. liut J111]fi and t were old hunters ami soon saw what lie was doing. John gave hint a cussing in 11le besl Swahili, and the boy turned back lo a (rue course.

We were, within £(Jtl yards of the edge of (he swamp when we jumped n buffalo bull I hat was lying down in tin- water, He came up out of Ihij gtats jusl hie yartls from John Law mice and seven yards from me, facing us. 1 could see only his face and one born, mid it looked fiit to,j short lo suit tne. but J held

CUftS * NOVEMBER I9J9

Two siio+s -from trusty ,476 Westley Richards puf Cape buffalo down for count on las+ venture forth after game. Horns measured 36", good but no record- Elmer plans ano+her safari later on,

Danger raised Keith's regard lor trackers (above] and nerve of hunter Lawrence who poses behind buff Keith killed.

Dangerous Cape buff draws U.S, hunters. Ned Payne, Elmhurst, 111., holds .300 W'by Imp, used in Africa.

the . 176 tight i iri the end of his nose just the same, (inuring that lie would charge, I learned something then about John Law re nee.

The 11uIf grunted and shook his great head at us, and John Waited cussing him. For me, timr stood still as 1 held 18y breath flint kept aim dead center on end of hi.- nose, nt 11 knowing one jump won Id pill him on us and that I would have time for Inn one ^liol, John Lawrence, as far I muld ■iee. was Hot worried at all. but 1 did notice lhat he had his old , ll(> trained, just the same. Finally, Softer what could have Been a very short time hut which seemed minutes to me. the l>ulT grunted again, swung around, ami took off through the greenery. The little native guide, loo.

: til stood his ground with his npeai- poised, and I developed right there a lol of respeut for both natives and While Hunters, i never finjud cause to change lhat opinion.

Many white hunters consider the buffalo (lie most dangerous game in Africa, i believe John Lawrence also holds that opinion, as tie hat I his closest call from a wounded huff. John was hunting with my old friend Colonel 11. L Harrison, when the Colonel gave a buff bull a I on shut. The hull went into heavy bush, and they I railed him. John spotted a buff and was looking al him when hitracker yelled at liini tu look out behind. John whirled to find ihe Hounded bull iti full charge, straight al him. He hail barely enough time to raise the rifle and shoot His iff) grain ootid caught ihe bull under the left eye- killing him instantly. The hull was only five yards away when John fired,

Norman Reed, another of our \\ liite H unlets. had a eloic call on buffalo the'lay after the Russians sent up their Sputnik containing Ihe dog. He had a couple id clients out, and one of litem wounded a buffalo bull in the hind leg. ih' went into a strip of heavy bush about yards wide and 21)0 yards long, which afforded a perfect hideout. They gave him a half hour to stiffen up. then sent u tracker up a I nee to see if he could locate tin: buffalo. He couldn't, so \orman propused that they have ¿i cup of tea from the therm09 bottle and give the bull mere time. Then he would go in after him.

Just then, the tracker yelled lhat the bull was coming. As Norman «hirled, the bull was in full charge and only ten yards away. IH- Itrsl shot from his .110 Rigby put a lit) grain solid through ihe bull's heart, the bullet entering Between sluutlder and neck. Throwing the hoit. In1 put another slug in exactly the same place, and also through the heart. This shoi tea.s ¡¡red tvilit the mti-;Ie ttMrhiag ihe hiff.

Then the bull tossed him, Norman told me he went up -n high be thought he had joined up with Sputnik and the Russian dog had bit liitn. liecd is a big man, well over siv fed, 200 pounds, ami lie came down hard anil in 11 daze. He said In- shook bis head to clear it. Looked around, found and grabbed his rifle. One of the clicnls was running with the buff after him. Throw ing another round into the barrel, Norman swung and fired. This shot hit the bull in tiie neck josi back of the skuil, penetrating the brain. Hie mad bull turned a somersault just back of the [lceing hunter. (Cotifinued on ¡Hige 50)

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