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theirs from time immemorial should be banned. But at 
present they are utterly uninfluenced by the white man’s 
near approach. They live where their fathers have for 
ages lived, and they live as their fathers have lived, defend- 
ing their mountain homes against the raiders of various 
tribes, hundreds of times more numerous than they. They 
dig their pits, use very deadly poison on their arrows, and ele- 
phant javelins, and procure what little iron and brass they 
need, in exchanging ivory and skins with the-~ Swahili 
traders. | 
Let us leave their forest stronghold inviolate. These 
will shelter for many a year the breeding elephant, and 
though the N’dorobo do take toll of the herds, they will 
never wreak the destruction in years that an ivory poacher 
would accomplish in one season. 
I need scarcely say that all cow elephant are sacred in 
British territory to-day. Cow ivory is contraband, and 
heavy fine is imposed for killing a cow. Nor can bulls 
that carry tusks of less than sixty pounds to the pair be shot. 
Of course, careless or inexperienced sportsmen do still 
at times mistake a cow for a bull, but a little care, and a 
little coolness, are all that are necessary to avoid any such 
mistake. The cows are smaller than the bulls, and their 
tusks seldom weigh anything like thirty pounds each. 
The one thing above all others to remember, once ele- 
phant are located, is to take time, and on no account rush 
in ina hurry. Make sure of the bulls. Make sure of the 
one you want. Estimate his tusks for yourself, and then 
carefully keep him in sight as he saunters in and out among 
the crowd of those you do not want. So long as the wind is 
fair, and the herd not alarmed, there is no reason whatever 
for hurry. If the wind is steady, keep a watchful eye out for 
the animals at either extremity of the herd. See that they 
not do edge in toward you. In scattered woodland, 
stalking, of course, is easier and safer, too. Trees and 
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