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them, and although they had asked to see the rifles 
do their work, they became terrified at the noise. Some 
dropped on their faces on the sand, and many of them ran 
away. The warriors had indeed intended to come to the 
camp and attack us, but they halted on hearing the firing. 
About a hundred of them stepped out from the bushes 
and stood a hundred yards away from us in the river-bed. 
My boys begged me to fire at them, but I merely took a 
few shots over their heads, which was quite sufficient to 
make them scamper 
in al] directions. The 
Bunno about the camp 
tried to persuade me 
that the warriors did 
not intend to attack 
us; but I gave them 
to “understands by 
Pointing first. to 
spear and then to a 
rifle, that any native 
with arms seen near 
the camp would be 
shot. 
BUNNO SHIELD, SPEAR, AND ARROWS. 
A strict guard was 
kept all night, but no native appeared until early in the 
morning, when many of them visited the camp unarmed, 
and apparently very friendly. After sending two parties 
of men out to hunt for the best path over the mountain, 
I started out todo a little collecting and surveying, much 
to the terror of the natives. Every time Dodson or I shot 
a bird they would drop on their faces; and if I set up my 
camera or theodolite, not a Bunno would be seen for some 
minutes. This day was the anniversary of our landing at 
Berbera. We had been one year in Africa, and had not yet 
