COAPTERW XV. 
EXPECTING A NIGHT ATTACK — WE FIND OURSELVES AT LAST IN A 
THICKLY POPULATED AND FERTILE COUNTRY — THE FRIENDLY AND 
INTERESTING MELA — A HUNDRED MILES NORTH OF LAKE RUDOLF — 
COUNTRY TOWARD THE NILE AND TOWARD ABYSSINIA — Mount SMITH 
— THE RIveR NiaNAM— A SECOND TRIBUTARY TO THE NIANAM — RE-— 
TURN JOURNEY TO Rusia — ASTONISHMENT OF THE GUMBA AND KERE AT 
SEEING US AGAIN — THEY BEG ME TO PERFORM MIRACLES FOR THEM 
— Back aGaIN aT Rusts — Dopson’s REPORT OF HIS JOURNEY IN 
THE CANVAS Boat — HYENAS TRAPPED BY DODSON — REFRACTORY 
DoNKEYS — JOURNEY ALONG LAKE RUDOLF — TAME ZEBRAS AND HARTE— 
BEESTS — ‘THE ELMOLO — BIRDS AND FISHES — SHOOTING RHINOCEROSES, 
HipPpoporaMl, AND WATER—BUCK — ‘TELEKI VOLCANO. 
NV Y boys were much disheartened when at the end of 
the third day’s march from Gumba, no native 
had been seen. They urged me to go back to Rusia; but 
I gave them to understand that such a thing was out of 
the question, and then, after making a few notes, rolled 
myself in a sheet of muslin and fell asleep at once, in spite 
of the mosquitoes, which bit through everything. But I 
was not destined to get much rest. At ten o’clock I was 
awakened by Salan telling me that natives were coming. 
In an instant I had my Winchester in my hand, and was 
attending to the camp’s defence. It seemed that the 
natives were surely on the point of attacking us. War- 
horns were blown from many points ahead of us, and the 
bushes seemed to be full of yelling warriors. All night 
after this we were on guard, and it was with the greatest 
feeling of relief that we saw the first bright red rays of 
