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country continued mountainous and densely wooded, but 
we soon began to pass many tracks of elephants, a sign 
that water was probably not far off. To our joy it now 
began to rain hard, and after a six hours’ march we found 
some water-holes that were quite flooded. 
Although thoroughly soaked and cold, we never wel- 
comed rain more than we did that day. At one time on 
the march, when I was a long way ahead of the caravan, 
irying to get a shot at a rhinoceros, I noticed one of my 
guides from El Modu talking eagerly to three natives. 
Anxious to find out what I could from these people, I 
walked towards them, but all three fled. Evidently my 
guide too refused to trust us, and had told the natives to 
run ahead and tell their people we were coming to loot 
them. This was very disappointing, for when we came to 
Aimola, which was the plateau on which we found water, 
there was not a native to be seen, although there were 
many footprints. 
