en you are not jealous of his luck?" said his father.

"Oh, no," laughed Dick. "It will be my turn next time."

"Bravo, Jack!" cried Mr Rogers. "But why did you leave the game to the
vultures? Dick says it was a fine young bull."

"Oh, it's all right, father," cried Jack, who now ran panting up to his
father's side. "The General has cut it up partly, and has brought the
liver and kidneys, and a bit or two to cook for breakfast."

"But it was a pity to leave so much good meat, my boys; I don't like
wanton waste."

"But it's all right, father," said Dick. "The General has stuck some
pieces of wood round and over it, and he says the vultures won't go near
it for hours, for fear it should be a trap."

Mr Rogers opened his glass, and looked at the fallen game; and sure
enough there sat the vultures in a ring, contemplating the sticks that
the General had stuck up round it, but not one went near.

The Zulu smiled as he came up, bearing the delicate portions of the gnu
skewered upon one of his assegais; and hurrying back to the camp, Peter
and Dirk were given full directions which way to go, and sent off with
three oxen, and a roughly-contrived carriage for the game formed by
cutting down a great forked branch of a tree to attach to the oxen
yokes. But when ready for starting they suggested the advisability of
their having guns, which being supplied, they started off, looking
rather longingly though at the preparations for breakfast.

A good fire was burning, and coffee was made, Dinny looking very
disconsolate and miserable; but the sight of the fresh meat seemed to do
him good, for a broad grin expanded his features, and getting the
frying-pan out of the box that held the cooking apparatus, he soon had
some savoury morsels peppered, salted, and sputtering on the fire.

"I feel as if I could eat heaps," said Jack. "Oh, I say, father, isn't
breakfast lovely out here under these green trees?"

Mr Rogers agreed that it was; and certainly nothing could have been
more glorious than the scene--the deep blue sky, the glorious sunshine,
the bright green of the trees, the chirping, whistling, and screaming of
the birds that thronged the brambles, and above all the delicious
fragrance of the endless flowering shrubs and flowers.

It was all enjoyable in the extreme, the abundant breakfast adding
wonderfully to the pleasure. Even the oxen and horses seemed perfectly
happy, for there was an abundance of short, sweet gr