Giant Sable, Ernest Hemingway

1935 CEAngola

"Below us across the open space where the gully we could not see opened onto the head of the valley, sable started to pass at a running stampede . . . They all looked like the one I had shot and I was trying to pick a big one. They all looked about the same and they were crowding running and then came the bull. Even in the shadow he was a dead black, and shiny as he hit the sun, and his horns swept up high, then back, and huge and dark, in two great curves nearly touching the middle of his back. he was a bull all right. God, what a bull"

Ernest Hemingway, Green Hills of Africa (New York, NY: Scribner, 1998), 207.

Image: Thomas Quine via Flickr, American Museum of Natural History, New York City, 2015, Attribution 2.0 Generic (CC BY 2.0)