IN AFRICAN FOREST AND JUNGLE 



was not bad, but the parrots were so tough that I gave 

 up trying to eat them. 



The following morning we again put the parrot 

 under the tree, and a flock alighted in the same way, 

 and I succeeded in killing two of them. 



In the afternoon another flock alighted also, and I 

 killed two more. But after this no parrots came near 

 us, though a number of flocks flew over our tree and 

 Ngozo called to them. 



All the flocks of parrots meet every evening, and 

 the flocks that had been fired at had warned their 

 fellow ngozos of their danger and to take good care 

 not to alight on that tree. 



After this the flocks of parrots, as they passed above 

 or near us, took care to fly high, uttering shrill cries 

 of anger. 



One day while I was stuffing some birds I had 

 killed in the morning, and Rogala was looking at the 

 work I was doing with great astonishment, Shinshooko 

 made his appearance. He was out of breath, for he 

 had been running fast. As he saw us, he shouted : 

 "Jockoo! Jockoo ! Elephants! Elephants!" 



*' Where are they ? " Rogala and I inquired at the 

 same time. 



" Not far from here," he said, speaking with dif- 

 ficulty, for he was much out of breath. 



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