To Naivasha after Duck and Snipe 



at the bottom of their craters. The way down 

 inside is dark and difficult, and the growth of 

 trees so thick and impenetrable that different 

 friends have told me that they have lost their 

 way inside and have been obliged to stay in the 

 gloomy recesses for more than a day at a time. 

 The floor of these craters is quite warm, and, by 

 the way, they all seem to swarm with guinea- 

 fowl. Menengai is so big that one can be lost 

 for days at a time at the bottom. This latter is 

 the resort of innumerable rhinoceroses, with very 

 fine heads withal, as well as being one of the 

 feeding-places of the Laikipia elephants when 

 they are moving about in their biennial trek. It 

 is a difficult matter to get down, but quite a 

 serious one to find one's way out, and they say 

 the local rhino is very fearsome ! 



On goes the train. Naivasha is near by now, 

 and from the carriage windows may be seen small 

 herds of hartebeest, followed in quick succession 

 by impalah and Grant's gazelle, with an ostrich 

 or two in the background. 



At last the lake looms into view, when one 

 tops the last ridge, and the train rattles down the 

 gentle incline to the station, situated near the 

 lake, between it and the lower spurs of the Aber- 

 dare range, on a grassy plain sparsely covered 

 with clumps of thorn trees, reaching for two or 

 three miles to the Government Zebra Farm, on 

 the Morendat River. A familiar figure awaits 



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