CHAPTER VI. 



AN ELEPHANT CHASE THROUGH A TOWN. 



Although the road I was traversing was nothing 

 but a very narrow native path, I conjectured it 

 must be of comparative importance, as a telegraph 

 wire ran alongside. The poles supporting this wire 

 amused me ; they were growing bark-cloth trees, 

 otherwise they would soon become a prey to the 

 white-ant pest. 



About six o'clock I walked out of camp into 

 the middle of a huge park to watch the sunset. 

 The air was particularly still, and the scene struck 

 me as most impressive. The spot was out of the 

 way of the beaten track, as I was now midway 

 between the two main roads from Bombo, the one 

 running to Hoima and the other to Masindi, so 

 that there was not another white man within a 

 hundred miles. This came home to me all the 

 more seeing that I was just out, and being a 

 Londoner had grown accustomed to the throngs 

 of Piccadilly or the stream of traffic down the 

 Strand. As a matter of fact, the park I now 

 stood in might have been situated in the South of 

 England, with its splendid trees and their luxuriant 

 foliage offering homes to numerous birds. Under- 



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