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had gone by I felt like an old man of seventy and had 

 to take a rest. The rays of the sun have a terrible 

 racking effect on the system, but luckily you do not 

 think of the torture when you are expecting to get 

 a good picture. On one occasion I thought I was 

 going to secure something that has never been recorded. 

 A garenuk, an animal hke a miniature giraffe, tantaHsed 

 me for a couple of hours, on one occasion approaching 

 within twenty yards of the water-hole as if on its way 

 to drink. Naturally, I got into fever heat, but he never 

 obUged me, so the statement still stands good that 

 no one has ever seen this animal drink. Hence the 

 assertion that it does not. Personally I think it must 

 at some time or other in such a hot country. 



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On one occasion I had fixed my " hide-up " on the 

 edge of some reeds above the Nairobi Falls. After 

 I was safely hidden, and whilst waiting for my 

 "sitters" to arrive, I discovered that I was near a 

 python's haunt. I secured a picture of kongoni and 

 ostrich drinking, but did not feel very comfortable, 

 as I kept hearing queer movements in the reeds. I 

 met a friend (who had seen me at work there) a few 

 weeks afterwards in Nairobi, and he told me that at 

 the very corner where I had been hidden he shot a big 

 bull buffalo and a pj^hon two days after I left the place. 



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