met us, trembling with excitement and almost insistent, "Too many antelope" he managed to get out "Are there -- too many -- too many?" I just took off my long & put up the glasses. Sure enough there were animals but I thought they must be sheep or horses -- hundreds of them were in sight, feeding in a vast herd & in many smaller ones. I realized however that we were far out on the great plain, north of Turin & that there was no water for 18 miles. Therefore they could not be horses. I put the glasses up again to this time, then could be mistaken. They really were antelope. Hundreds upon hundreds of them feeding quietly or trotting about from one group to another. I had heard of this fierce farmer & in Sept last had myself seen a moving hillside which proved to be herd of at least 500 antelope -- this at last was what we had been hoping for. His statement was not alone miles excitement from that moment on and as I looked at my rifle & saw that the magazine was full & the sights properly adjusted they hands were trembling. In a moment I'd fitted off. This was the possibility of ten- calament in the plain now in gentle waves for miles around, we had to got straight at these vast animated desheer.