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as with all others, not enough account is taken of 

 individual variation. They, as well as man, and as 

 well as other animals, have their cowards, their 

 fighters, their slothful and their enterprising. And, 

 too, there seem to be truculent and peaceful districts. 

 North of Mt. Kenia, between that peak and the 

 Northern Guaso Nyero River, we saw many rhinos, 

 none of which showed the slightest disposition to 

 turn ugly. In fact, they were so peaceful that they 

 scrabbled off as fast as they could go every time they 

 either scented, heard, or saw us; and in their flight 

 they held their noses up, not down. In the wide 

 angle between the Tana and Thika rivers, and 

 comprising the Yatta Plains, and in the thickets of 

 the Tsavo, the rhinoceroses generally ran nose down 

 in a position of attack and were much inclined to 

 let their angry passions master them at the sight of 

 man. Thus we never had our safari scattered by 

 rhinoceroses in the former district, while in the lat- 

 ter the boys were up trees six times in the course of 

 one morning! Carl Akeley, with a moving picture 

 machine, could not tease a charge out of a rhino in a 

 dozen tries, while Dugmore, in a different part of the 

 country, was so chivied about that he finally left 

 the district to avoid killing any more of the brutes 

 in self-defence! 



The fact of the matter is that the rhinoceros is 

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