The wind continued favorable, and we cautiously approached the brow of a hill near where we had last seen them.

They had disappeared, but their trail was as easy to follow as an open road.
Before reaching the brow of the next hill one of the gunbearers was sent up a tree to reconnoiter the country beyond.
"_Hapa_," he whispered, as he carefully climbed down and indicated with his hand that they were near.

Again we swung in a wide circle and came over the brow of the next hill.

There, four or five hundred yards away, was the herd of elephants, standing idly under the low trees that studded the opposite slope.

There were between forty and fifty of them, and from the number of _totos_, or calves, we assumed that many of the big ones were cows.