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we were gone he had to shoot two cartridges at hyena. 

 I '11 bet he was delighted at the chance, for he has been 

 longing for a decent excuse to let off that old blunder- 

 buss. Heavy storms in evening. 



Five hours; 13 miles; elevation, 4,000; morning, 64; 

 noon, 92; night, 74. 



September 10. — We now struck inland across a big 

 bend in the river. Travelled in rolling open highlands 

 all day, with new blue landmark mountains getting 

 nearer all the time. In them, our Wakoma said, live 

 a tribe called the Ungruimi. From them we hoped to 

 get food and men. At first the country was burned, 

 then beautifully green. As we drew nearer we could 

 see that the mountains were crowned and patched 

 with defined thick groves of forest trees; and beyond 

 them, singly, fantastic cones and knobs. The charac- 

 ter of the footing soon appraised us of the reason, for 

 the rocks became volcanic and slag-like, and the ravines 

 abrupt and eroded. At times the rocks, and conse- 

 quently the soil, were a clear mauve in colour. The 

 game, which had been abundant, now thinned. There- 

 fore we got busy and killed two Nakuru hartebeeste at 

 180 and 237 yards. Reached the river again at about 

 noon. At this point it runs over a hill and down a long 

 slope between the high countries with a great dashing 

 and hollow roaring among the tall trees of its bed. Little 

 cone hills 100 feet high surround us close, and the for- 

 est-patched mountains peep over them. In the after- 



