XXXIV. 



TO THE KEDONG. 



FOR four hours we descended the valley 

 through high thorn scrub or the occasional 

 grassy openings. We were now in the floor of 

 the Rift Valley, and both along the escarpments 

 and in the floor of the great blue valley itself 

 mountains were all about us. Most of the large 

 ones were evidently craters ; and everywhere 

 were smaller kopjes or buttes, that in their day 

 had also served as blow holes for subterranean 

 fires. 



At the end of this time we arrived at the place 

 where we were supposed to find the wagon. No 

 wagon was there. 



The spot was in the middle of a level plain on 

 which grew very scattered bushes, a great deal 

 like the sparser mesquite growths of Arizona. 

 Towards the Likipia Escarpment, and about half- 

 way to its base, a line of trees marked the course 



