Books Of Sporting, Travel, And Adventure In countries Little
Known To The Average Reader Naturally Fall In two
Classes-Neither, With A Very Few Exceptions, Of Great Value. One
Class Is Perhaps The Logical Result Of The Other.
Of The First Type Is The Book That Is Written To Make The Most Of
Far Travels, To Extract From Adventure The Last Thrill, To
Impress The Awestricken Reader With A Full Sense Of The Danger
And Hardship The Writer Has Undergone. Thus, If The Latter Takes
Out Quite An Ordinary Routine Permit To Go Into Certain
Districts, He Makes The Most Of Travelling in "Closed territory,"
Implying that He Has Obtained an Especial Privilege, And Has
Penetrated where Few Have Gone Before Him. As A Matter Of Fact,
The Permit Is Issued merely That The Authorities May Keep Track
Of Who Is Where. Anybody Can Get One. This Class Of Writer Tells
Of Shooting beasts At Customary Ranges Of Four And Five Hundred
Yards. I Remember One In especial Who Airily And As A Matter Of
Fact Killed all His Antelope At Such Ranges. Most Men Have Shot
Occasional Beasts At A Quarter Mile Or So, But Not Airily Nor As
A Matter Of Fact: Rather With Thanksgiving and A Certain Amount
Of Surprise. The Gentleman Of Whom I Speak Mentioned getting an
Eland At Seven Hundred and Fifty Yards. By Chance I Happened to
Mention This To A Native Africander.