314 THE GUASO NYERO [ch. xi 



We came on a herd of eland in an open plain ; they 

 were directly in our path. We were in the country 

 where the ordinary, or Livingstone's, eland grades into 

 the Patterson's ; and I knew that the naturalists wished 

 an additional bull's head for the Museum. So I galloped 

 toward the herd, and for the next fifteen or twenty 

 minutes I felt as if I had renewed my youth, and was in 

 the cow-camps of the ^^^est a quarter of a century ago. 

 Eland are no faster than range cattle. Twice I rounded 

 up the herd— just as once in tlie Yellowstone Park T 

 rounded up a herd of wapiti for John Burroughs to 

 look at — and three times I cut out of the herd a big 

 animal, which, however, in each case proved to be a 

 cow. There were no big bulls, only cows and young- 

 stock ; but 1 enjoyed the gallop. 



From Neri we marched through mist and rain across 

 the cold Aberdare tablelands, and in the forenoon of 

 October 20 we saw from the top of the second Aberdare 

 escarpment the blue waters of beautiful Ijake Naivasha. 

 On the next day we reached Nairobi. 



