JUJA 



dred feet from a bend in the bluffs that permits a 

 view straight up the river valley. It is surrounded 

 by gardens and trees, and occupies all one end of 

 the enclosed rectangle. Farther down, and perched 

 on the edge of a bluff, are several pretty little bunga- 

 lows for the accommodation of the superintendent 

 and his family, for the bachelors' mess, for the farm 

 offices and dispensary, and for the dairy room, the 

 ice-plant and the post-office and telegraph station. 

 Back of and inland from this row on the edge of the 

 cliff, and scattered widely in open space, are a large 

 store stocked with everything on earth, the Somali 

 quarters of low whitewashed buildings, the cattle 

 corrals, the stables, wild animal cages, granaries, 

 blacksmith and carpenter shops, wagon sheds and 

 the like. Outside the enclosure, and a half mile 

 away, are the conical grass huts that make up the 

 native village. Below the cliff is a concrete dam, 

 an electric light plant, a pumping plant and a few 

 details of the sort. 



Such is a relief map of Juja proper. Four miles 

 away, and on another river, is Long Juju, a strictly 

 utilitarian affair where grow ostriches, cattle, sheep, 

 and various irrigated things in the bottom land. 

 All the rest of the farm, or estate, or whatever one 

 would call it, is open plain, with here and there a 

 river bottom, or a trifle of brush cover. But never 



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