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IN THE GRIP OF THE NYIKA chap. 



quite a cheery fellow cind a living monument to the 

 clever doctor's skill. 



These thoughts of my adventurous life at Tsavo 

 were suddenly brought to an end by the train coming 

 to a standstill at the station, and I found myself 

 once more in the old familiar place. I must confess 



'■THE RAl'IUS ON THE Ul'-STKEAM blDE." 



that 1 looked rather anxiously at the dark side of 

 buildings and tanks lest a lion should be lurking 

 there ready to spring on me out of the gloom. 

 Tsavo looked much the same as it did some 

 eight or nine years previously, but it now lacks 

 the e.xcitement of the Man- Eaters, for which the 

 Indian station-master and his staff are duly grateful. 



