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N’dorobo. I daresay others too, but these are only deserters, 
restless wandering fellows, or criminals driven forth from 
their own people, or leaving them voluntarily in order to live 
and hunt on the veldt. Such wanderers are very common 
in the little known parts of the Protectorate. Sometimes 
they find their way back whence they came; in a few cases 
they are adopted into the tribes they visit. These were the 
wild men we met when we first hunted the country in May, 
June, and July. They could be of little aid to us. They 
were Nandi turned N’dorobo, poor hunters, knowing little 
of game or its habits, living chiefly on honey (it was then the 
honey season) or on such meat as they could get by hanging 
on the skirts of sefaris, and on the leavings of the lion. 
Our present friends are members of the Upper Cherang- 
ang, taking their name from the mountain range to the 
east of the Nzoia plateau. In its highest forests they have 
held their own for ages. The Lower Cherangang, a quite 
separate community, hold the heavily forested lower skirts 
of the range. Neither of these small mountain communities 
have ever come in touch with the white man, till H. came 
among them and won their confidence. The Lower Cher- 
angang even he has scarcely met, they still hold aloof. If 
you approach one of their weil hidden villages you find no 
one there, except perhaps some crippled aged folk, who 
cannot escape into the woods. 
I was most anxious to visit this tribe, but my friends of 
the Upper Cherangang dissuaded me. To go unannounced 
they said, “‘might be dangerous.”” Even they could not be 
sure of safely avoiding the numerous staked game pits which 
filled the lower regions of the forest, besides, some of the 
younger men might let off an arrow or two in panic — 
“dangerous or not we should find no one.” In short they 
would not guide us there. 
These small independent communities came evidently 
of goodstock. ‘They could not possibly be ranked as pigmy, 
