316 OFF FOR THE SOTIK DISTRICT. 



by Miss Shooter, in the course of a sketch, entitled " A Tale of the 

 Chase." It ran as follows: 



"FELIS LEO." 



A lion lurked in his lonely lair, 



As African lions do, 

 For he liked to be where he could get a share, 



Of a nice little buck with a slice of luck. 



In our wonderful Nature zoo. 

 His large inside he nightly fed with zebra or hartebeest instead. 



" There isn't a scrap of doubt," said he, 

 " This diet's exceedingly good for me, 

 " For I grow fat, fat, fatter. 

 " What on earth does it mat, mat, matter, 



" If the way that I creep, on the beasts in their sleep, 

 " Makes the poor things scat, scat, scatter." 



Fle hunted game in the moonshine bright. 



With never a thought of harm. 

 But he got quite a fright, when there hove in sight, 

 Teddy armed to the teeth with a knife and sheath, 



And a rifle beneath his arm. 

 The Colonel plugged him with a laugh, 

 While Kermit took his photograph. 

 Said he, " Those Wall Street boys would cry, 

 "If they knew how near I'd been to die, 

 " Oh, this country's bull, bull, bully, 

 " I've enjoyed it full, full, fully. 



" For it euchres the best they can show in the West, 

 " That's so wild and wool, wool, wooly." 



Another song, entitled " B. E. A.'' (British East Africa), 

 recounted some of Colonel Roosevelt's experiences in the colony, 

 as follows: 



B. E. A. 



(With apologies to Kipling.) 



At the port of Kilindini, 



Looking eastward 'cross the main ; 

 We welcomed Teddy Roosevelt, 



As we hope to do again. 



