Soldiering and Sport in Uganda 



graph of my tusks arriving in camp has been re- 

 produced. 



Whilst these operations were in progress I had 

 a bevy of hunters out looking for further tracks of 

 elephant and buffalo, but unsuccessfully. I for- 

 tunately discovered the name of one of my hunters 

 was Entebbe (Swahili for a chair), and I remembered 

 having been told of his great ability as a hunter by 

 the Commissioner at Mbarara. So the next day 

 I placed myself unreservedly in his hands, and he 

 proceeded to lead me to a spot he knew about ten 

 miles through the "gubba," thoroughly deserted by 

 human beings, though crowded stiff with game. I 

 made arrangements to have my porters' food sent 

 out, and away we went. 



How delicious this "safari" life is! To get up 

 in the morning with the rising sun and to know that 

 you are away on your own, nobody to interfere, no 

 worries to weigh you down, merely out to enjoy 

 yourself to your full bent, to do whatever you want, 

 to go wherever you wish ! To add to this, the glorious 

 uncertainty of not knowing what may turn up, from 

 an elephant to a mere gazelle ; and when you return 

 towards evening, even if unsuccessful in bagging 

 your game, that delicious tired feeling, relieved by 

 a refreshing tub, followed by a meal suitable to the ^"^ 

 appetite of a hawk, which you invariably pick up on 

 "safari," attended to by your willing boys, whose 

 one object is to make you comfortable. Then you 

 turn in at once, read your latest papers from home 

 for a half hour under your mosquito curtain, to give 



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