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which, if one walks about with one's eyes open, 

 are always changing with localities ; and the 

 hundred and one details which a lover of nature 

 takes in. I have seen funny little birds, the size 

 of a huge beetle, with tails ten inches long, others 

 bright shot-green or blue, that live on insects. 

 There is an unpleasant kind of tsetse there, and 

 some superfine scorpions. Partridge and guinea- 

 fowl jostle with one another to clear away from 

 one, and a mile away you can hear the bass grunt 

 of the hippo saying, " Good morning ! Sorry I 

 can't stop!" One "lives" in a forest like that 

 amidst birds and beasts, but it rather annovs 

 one's boots. Go there and take it all in. 



Having wandered about a bit, through Somali- 

 land and East Africa, I rather fancy I say to 

 myself, "this looks like so-and-so country." For 

 example, on the very morning I wrote this para- 

 graph, I could not help thinking that although it 

 was frightfully wet, as the rains were on, my loca- 

 tion looked rather like Lesser Kudu country in a 

 way. I had not gone a mile before I saw a Gere- 

 nuk. Now, from Somaliland experience, I knew 

 that they both liked the same kind of ground and 

 are found together, and so would have betted that 

 I should see one at any moment. I was quite right, 

 as next morning I did, and I was not out-of-the-way 

 astonished — I got one a week later a mile from 

 the same place. I don't mean to say that because 

 one sees a nice wooded river, or a rolling open 



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