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the upright pose, the rain streaming from his glistening 

 body, the flicker of his metal ornaments. M'ganga, later 

 appealed to, said that he was the official Thunder Lord 

 for his people. He was saying, "Go away! Go this 

 way! Go that way! You like to sit on high hills! 

 There are no high hills here! Go to Ikorongo: there 

 are high hills ! " He had also put "medicine " in a tree 

 in camp. I asked M'ganga if he himself believed in 

 this. He grinned quietly, and replied: "Well — the 

 rain has gone." 



Ten and three quarter hours; 25 J miles; morning, 62; 

 noon (?); night, 72. 



September 3. — Instructed the men to remain until 

 the donkeys appeared, and then to pack up. Cun- 

 inghame, the gunbearers, and I pushed on to find the 

 river. Found it within a mile, but so far inside a dense 

 jungle that we were glad we had camped where we did. 

 We turned sharp to the right and with some difficulty 

 made our way through the mile-wide jungle of the 

 ravine by which we had camped, and found ourselves 

 in open country again, with game. Here the river- 

 side jungle narrowed to a mere strip. We pushed our 

 way through it and looked down on the Mara. It was 

 a real surprise. Flowing as it here does between high 

 banks the eye passes across it easily to the hills beyond. 

 As a consequence one expects only a small stream. As 

 a matter of fact it was here fifty yards wide, and with 

 a deep, strong, swirling brown current that indicated 



