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brown deer that I had seen at Sellaadarou ; they 

 rushed away through the jungle, and I could only get 

 a snap shot at them, but managed to hit one of them. 

 I then climbed to the top of the mountain, on my 

 way towards which, I had heard a great number of 

 baboons chattering among the rocks, but when they 

 saw me they all scampered away. 



At the top, to my great astonishment, I found a 

 small level plateau and the ruins of a village ; the 

 circular walls of the huts were still standing, and 

 broken pottery was lying about in all directions. 

 This, most likely, was one of the villages that the 

 robber of the Mareb devastated, of whom I have 

 spoken before. What struck me most was how and 

 where the villagers got their water, as the country 

 round here was particularly dry ; they must have 

 gone to the Mareb for it, which was at some dis- 

 tance. I searched all about the mountain in hopes 

 of finding a spring, as I was very thirsty myself, but 

 there was no such thing to be seen. I was a little 

 tired with the climbing, so, getting under the shade of 

 one of the ruined walls, I curled myself up and went 

 to sleep for nearly an hour, Goubasee squatting close 

 by, watching me like a dog. When I awoke the 

 sun was high, so I thought I had better go home to 

 breakfast, and went down the opposite side of the 

 mountain to that I had come up. I saw my mule 



