CHAPTER III 



Drilling the escort — The devil's mountain — Hot springs — Gildessa — The 

 Shum calls — We try our mules — French rifles for Menelik— A 

 country of running water — Camels dying — A red - letter day with 

 lesser kudu — H. bags an ant-bear — The first klipspringer — Pro- 

 tecting our camp — Bad shooting. 



Next morning, the 24th, I had a long tramp after 

 gerenuk, but only succeeded in wounding one slightly, 

 which I had to leave after following for a long time. 

 I reached Dori Dabas soon after midday, and spent the 

 afternoon doctoring the sick and drilling the men. 

 During my long tramps of the last few days I had 

 managed to rub both heels, and so was obliged to ride 

 during the Saturday morning march to Bosa. The 

 latter part of the journey to this place, which is on a 

 plateau with an altitude of 4025 feet, was up a steep, 

 rough ascent. In the afternoon we did 7^ miles to our 

 next camping-place at Garasleh, a very pretty spot on 

 the bank of a stream, amid trees and green grass. 

 Here, after settling our kit, and while tea was being 

 made ready, I did some doctoring, not forgetting my 

 own feet. 



Sunday morning saw us off on the last march into 

 Gildessa, over undulating ground with a good deal of 



