ANOTHER TREK HIPPO ANTS 



the chief held out his hand and said, "Good-by, son- 

 bitch," whereupon they disappeared down the trail, and 

 I have not seen them since. The English vocabulary of 

 that Indian was limited, but he had evidently made a 

 study of the white man. 



At five o'clock the hippo gave evidence of activity, 

 the breathing moved up-stream. I crawled out of the 

 reeds and walked up the bank just in time to see the 

 hippo in very swift water about half-way up his sides, 



READY FOR THE AFTERNOON QUEST 



just about to enter the grass on the opposite side of the 

 river, in quest of his feeding-grounds. He gave me a 

 quartering ear shot, which I took; he stuck his nose up 



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