CHAPTER XVII 



ALONG THE GUASO NYIRO 



Our camp at the Guaso Nyiro was pitched under 

 some magnificent trees close to the river at a place 

 named Elongatta Embolyoi, where there is a ford 

 leading to a place called Saye in the Reserve. 

 I now discovered that the reason the guides were 

 so anxious to lead us in this direction was because 

 their own inanyatta was here, and they naturally 

 wanted to visit it and bring me to their chief 

 Leleleit, who had indeed given them emphatic 

 orders to do so before sending them to Rumuruti. 

 The fact that a white man visited his village would, 

 he imagined, give him an extra amount of prestige 

 among the other chiefs of his tribe. 



Leleleit himself, wrapped in a neatly fringed but 



grimy piece of amerikani, soon called on me and 



brought with him a present of some milk and a 



sheep, for which I duly paid him by a suitable 



present in return. He was accompanied by his 



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