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knot hundreds of beaters of tomtoms, who uttered their barbaric 

 cries and made a nerve-wrecking din with their musical instruments 

 of gourds and hide. The scene w^as ilhmiinated with hundreds of 

 torches. 



The natives exhausted their repertory of dances for the visitor 

 and it was the finest display Colonel Roosevelt had seen in Africa. 

 The party left in the morning for Lake No. 



BEYOND THE SEA. 



Beyond the sea the lion ceases roaring, 



On Africa's coral strand, 

 A respite glad his health is now restoring, 



For Teddy leaves his land. 



Beyond the sea the jungle monkeys chatter 



And say that things look bright ; 

 The tiger, gnu, rhinoceros, don't scatter 



And refuge take in flight. 



Beyond the sea there's much contented grunting, 



The wild hyena laughs ; 

 The elephant has trumpeted : " No hunting ! 



And no more photograps !" 



Beyond the sea the tom-toms are a-drumming, 



Farewell to Theodore ; 

 All Africa with business is now humming, 



Dried up the trail of gore. 



Fie will not change for monkeys, lions, tigers, 



The empire of the West, 

 Sweet Oyster Bay's cool plunge for torrid Niger's, 



The man who knows no rest. 



Walter Beverley Crane, in Life. 



Captain Fritz Duquesne, of German East Africa, lion htmter 

 and Boer war fighter, at one time considered by ex-President 

 Roosevelt to head his African expedition, expressed fear that Mr. 

 Roosevelt and members of his party had not escaped infection from 

 the sleeping sickness. 



" It is highly probable," said Captain DiK|uesne, " that every 



