the land of footprints-第38节
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asses； make out； or guess at a small tuft of white or black hair showing beyond the concealment of a bunch of leaves。 We would unlimber the shotgun and send a charge of BB into that bunch。 Then down would plump the game； to the huge and vociferous delight of all the boys。 Or； as occasionally happened； the shot was followed merely by a shower of leaves and a chorus of expostulations indicating that we had mistaken the place； and had fired into empty air。
In this manner we gathered the twelve we required between us。 At noon we sat under the bank； with the tangled roots of trees above us； and the smooth oily river slipping by。 You may be sure we always selected a spot protected by very shoal water； for the crocodiles were numerous。 I always shot these loathsome creatures whenever I got a chance； whenever the sound of a shot would not alarm more valuable game。 Generally they were to be seen in midstream； just the tip of their snouts above water； and extraordinarily like anything but crocodiles。 Often it took several close scrutinies through the glass to determine the brutes。 This required rather nice shooting。 More rarely we managed to see them on the banks； or only half submerged。 In this position； too； they were all but undistinguishable as living creatures。 I think this is perhaps because of their complete immobility。 The creatures of the woods； standing quite still； are difficult enough to see； but I have a notion that the eye； unknown to itself； catches the sum total of little flexings of the muscles； movements of the skin； winkings； even the play of wind and light in the hair of the coat； all of which； while impossible of analysis； together relieve the appearance of dead inertia。 The vitality of a creature like the crocodile； however； seems to have withdrawn into the inner recesses of its being。 It lies like a log of wood； and for a log of wood it is mistaken。
Nevertheless the crocodile has stored in it somewhere a fearful vitality。 The swiftness of its movements when seizing prey is most astonishing； a swirl of water； the sweep of a powerful tail； and the unfortunate victim has disappeared。 For this reason it is especially dangerous to approach the actual edge of any of the great rivers； unless the water is so shallow that the crocodile could not possibly approach under cover； as is its cheerful habit。 We had considerable difficulty in impressing this elementary truth on our hill…bred totos until one day； hearing wild shrieks from the direction of the river； I rushed down to find the lot huddled together in the very middle of a sand spit that…reached well out into the stream。 Inquiry developed that while paddling in the shallows they had been surprised by the sudden appearance of an ugly snout and well drenched by the sweep of an eager tail。 The stroke fortunately missed。 We stilled the tumult； sat down quietly to wait； and at the end of ten minutes had the satisfaction of abating that croc。
Generally we killed the brutes where we found them and allowed them to drift away with the current。 Occasionally however we wanted a piece of hide； and then tried to retrieve them。 One such occasion showed very vividly the tenacity of life and the primitive nervous systems of these great saurians。
I discovered the beast； head out of water； in a reasonable sized pool below which were shallow rapids。 My Springfield bullet hit him fair； whereupon he stood square on his head and waved his tail in the air； rolled over three or four times； thrashed the water； and disappeared。 After waiting a while we moved on downstream。 Returning four hours later I sneaked up quietly。 There the crocodile lay sunning himself on the sand bank。 I supposed he must be dead； but when I accidentally broke a twig； he immediately commenced to slide off into the water。 Thereupon I stopped him with a bullet in the spine。 The first shot had smashed a hole in his head； just behind the eye； about the size of an ordinary coffee cup。 In spite of this wound； which would have been instantly fatal to any warm…blooded animal； the creature was so little affected that it actually reacted to a slight noise made at some distance from where it lay。 Of course the wound would probably have been fatal in the long run。
The best spot to shoot at； indeed； is not the head but the spine immediately back of the head。
These brutes are exceedingly powerful。 They are capable of taking down horses and cattle； with no particular effort。 This I know from my own observation。 Mr。 Fleischman； however； was privileged to see the wonderful sight of the capture and destruction of a full…grown rhinoceros by a crocodile。 The photographs he took of this most extraordinary affair leave no room for doubt。 Crossing a stream was always a matter of concern to us。 The boys beat the surface of the water vigorously with their safari sticks。 On occasion we have even let loose a few heavy bullets to stir up the pool before venturing in。
A steep climb through thorn and brush would always extricate us from the river jungle when we became tired of it。 Then we found ourselves in a continuous but scattered growth of small trees。 Between the trunks of these we could see for a hundred yards or so before their numbers closed in the view。 Here was the favourite haunt of numerous beautiful impalla。 We caught glimpses of them； flashing through the trees； or occasionally standing； gazing in our direction； their slender necks stretched high； their ears pointed for us。 These curious ones were generally the does。 The bucks were either more cautious or less inquisitive。 A herd or so of eland also liked this covered country； and there were always a few waterbuck and rhinoceroses about。 Often too we here encountered stragglers from the open plains…zebra or hartebeeste； very alert and suspicious in unaccustomed surroundings。
A great deal of the plains country had been burned over； and a considerable area was still afire。 The low bright flames licked their way slowly through the grass in a narrow irregular band extending sometimes for miles。 Behind it was blackened soil； and above it rolled dense clouds of smoke。 Always accompanied it thousands of birds wheeling and dashing frantically in and out of the murk； often fairly at the flames themselves。 The published writings of a certain worthy and sentimental person waste much sympathy over these poor birds dashing frenziedly about above their destroyed nests。 As a matter of fact they are taking greedy advantage of a most excellent opportunity to get insects cheap。 Thousands of the common red…billed European storks patrolled the grass just in front of the advancing flames； or wheeled barely above the fire。 Grasshoppers were their main object； although apparently they never objected to any small mammals or reptiles that came their way。 Far overhead wheeled a few thousand more assorted soarers who either had no appetite or had satisfied it。
The utter indifference of the animals to the advance of a big conflagration always impressed me。 One naturally pictures the beasts as fleeing wildly； nostrils distended； before the devouring element。 On the contrary I have seen kongoni grazing quite peacefully with flames on three sides of them。 The fire seems to travel rather slowly in the tough grass； although at times and for a short distance it will leap to a wild and roaring life。 Beasts will then lope rapidly away to right or left； but without excitement。
On these open plains we were more or less pestered with ticks of various sizes。 These clung to the grass blades； but with no invincible preference for that habitat； trousers did them just as well。 Then they ascended looking for openings。 They ranged in size from little red ones as small as the period of a printed page to big patterned fellows the size of a pea。 The little ones were much the most abundant。 At times I have had the front of my breeches so covered with them that their numbers actually imparted a reddish tinge to the surface of the cloth。 This sounds like exaggeration； but it is a measured statement。 The process of de…ticking （new and valuable word） can then be done only by scraping with the back of a hunting knife。
Some people； of tender skin； are driven nearly frantic by these pests。 Others； of whom I am thankful to say I am one； get off comparatively easy。 In a particularly bad tick country； one generally appoints one of the youngsters as 〃tick toto。〃 It is then his job in life to de…tick any person or domestic animal requiring his services。 His is a busy existence。 But though at first the nuisance is excessive； one becomes accustomed to it in a remarkably short space of time。 The adaptability of the human being is nowhere better exemplified。 After a time one gets so that at night he can remove a marauding tick and cast it forth into the darkness without even waking up。 Fortunately ticks are local in distribution。 Often one may travel weeks or months without this infliction。
I was always interested and impressed to observe how indifferent the wild animals seem to be to these insects。 Zebra； rhinoceros and giraffe seem to be especially good hosts。 The loathsome creatures fasten themselves in clusters wherever they can grip their fangs。 Thus in a tick country a zebra's ears； the lids and corners of his eyes； his
