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no success. Then the Masai took me to a place where 

 fifteen hippo had their domicile. It was a very weird 

 thing to see the Masai call the hippo. He took a 

 pair of sandals he was wearing, and placed them to 

 his mouth, sole towards sole, forming a kind of 

 speaking trumpet, and began to call gently, in an 

 endearing voice to the kebakes (native name) to come 

 nearer. To my amazement they responded, coming 

 quite close, one having her calf riding on her back, its 

 forelegs gripping her neck. If the light had been 

 better I should have got an excellent picture, but 

 unfortunately it was too late. 



Tuesday, June 22nd. — I arranged with Mr. Aarup, 

 who is an expert in hippo and their ways, to go out 

 with me to-morrow and have a whole day at them. 

 To-day I went again to a " hide-up " for water-buck, 

 but, although I was close to a well-used run of 

 theirs and the wind was right, I never saw a single 

 animal. 



Wednesday, June 2^rd. — It was late in the evening 

 when Aarup and I returned after a comparatively 

 unsuccessful day so far as hippo were concerned, 

 though in the end a slice of luck did come our way. 

 Whilst quietly rowing about in the dinghy looking for 

 the hippo we got exceptionally close to a tremendous 

 flock of pelican, and I was able to obtain some pictures 

 of them, pictures of which I feel proud, as the pelican 

 is an extremely shy bird. 



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