IN AFRICAN FOREST AND JUNGLE 



ears pricking up at the least noise. Now and then 

 he would go round and round, and when he had made 

 sure that there was nothing, he would return and lie 

 by the fire. At last morning came. 



After my breakfast I left the camp, leaving the 

 premises in charge of Andekko, after giving him a 

 good meal and providing more food for him. As I 

 marched along, Ndova, who accompanied me, was 

 looking for something to eat. I heard him utter 

 the chuckle that always meant he had found some- 

 thing good. I went towards him, and found him 

 regaling himself Looking round, I saw growing on 

 the trunk of a tree large grape-like bunches of a 

 beautiful fruit of a bright scarlet color. Each fruit 

 was of the shape of a very large olive. There were 

 abouf ten of these bunches on the trunk, and each 

 was about fifteen to eighteen inches long. The seed 

 was large, but the pulp was quite juicy and somewhat 

 acid, with a very pleasant flavor. I petted Ndova to 

 show him that I appreciated his discovery. 



If I could have followed Rogala with my eyes on 

 his way from the time he left the camp, I could have 

 seen him (as I afterwards learned from his own ac- 

 count, when he returned) the first day tramping along 

 as fast as he could, now and then stopping and taking 



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