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arranged that she should take possession of my 

 tent at this place in order that she might have an 

 undisturbed sleep, while I undertook to sit up with 

 B. and look after him during the night. 



Leaving my two companions to rest in camp I 

 went out in the afternoon to explore and take notes 

 of the game and country. On returning to our 

 boma I was much worried to find that B. had, con- 

 trary to my wishes, gone out after a giraffe, which 

 his gun-bearer had told him was feeding at no great 

 distance. I knew that he was in no fit state to be 

 out in the hot sun, so as soon as I heard of it I sent 

 a message to him requesting his return to camp. 

 Very soon after he got back he became seriously ill, 

 and I feared he had oot a touch of sun. We did 

 everything we could for him and put him to bed 

 as comfortably as possible. I sat up with him 

 throughout the night, keeping wet bandages on his 

 forehead and giving him a cooling drink whenever 

 he required it. I then blessed the happy thought 

 which had induced me to have canvas waterbags 

 made, as when these are filled and hung up in the 

 breeze, the water gets deliciously cold, and on being 

 mixed with a little lime-juice forms a most grateful 

 and refreshing drink. 



Several times during the night, while B. seemed 

 asleep and fairly comfortable, I went out and paid a 

 visit to the askaris on sentry to see that they were 



