-^ To Kilimanjaro with Prince Lowenstein 



riit past a number ot those very remarkable birds aptly 

 termed clapper-bills [^-liiasionnis hxiuelligenis). 



Ibises and herons alight from their slow tlii^hts 

 upon neighl)ouring islands ; the sun has gone below the 

 horizon, and a species of goat-sucker [Caprim/i/ons fossei) 

 begins its monotonous song hard by our camp. Far oft' 

 the velt is reddened by a fire. Darkness comes on 



DARTERS, Win I THEIR SNAKE-LIKE .NECKS. WERE ON THE WAICH. WE 

 FOUND THEIR BLUISH EGGS, COVERED BY WHITE CHALKY STUPT", IN 

 THE ACACIA-BUSHES ON THE ISLANDS 



quickly. The camp-fires flame up. and African camp- 

 life is to be witnessed in all its romance. Then follow 

 often hours of photographic work and experiment in the 

 stifling atmosphere of a hermetically closed tent. After 

 which, when fever is not on us, sleep demands its turn, 

 and the weary body finds in slumber new stores of 

 strength for the efforts of the coming day. 



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