GLIMPSES OF EAST AFRICA AND ZANZIBAR 



But it had a lovely skin, and all the way home I was 

 wondering whether I would put it on the floor or 

 on the sofa in my sitting-room ; but, alas 1 the native 

 who skinned it settled that question for me by 

 bringing the skin into camp cut into long strips 

 for themselves to make leather straps of. That was 

 the last time they ever cut up a skin without our 

 permission, as we were so angry and very dis- 

 appointed. We hunted for the buck but could not 

 find him, evidently he and the doe and another young 

 buck were the three animals we had mistaken for 

 rhinos earlier in the morning. 



We saw more elephant tracks. One had crossed 

 a ravine when we did, leaving tremendous footprints 

 behind. On our way back I had time to notice the 

 pretty wild flowers, gladiolas in two shades, and 

 other flowers, including some spikes of red-gold 

 flowers we grow at home in our greenhouses. Re- 

 turning, I waded our stream with my shoes off, but 

 it was rather rocky, though the water was delight- 

 fully cold. We had a huge fire lighted outside our 

 tent door, kept up by an old porter named Masharia ; 

 after dinner we sat by it with him ; we presented him 

 with a cigarette which he smoked with much de- 

 light to the bitter burning end, making it last a long 

 time. I could not talk Kikuyu and he could not 

 talk Swahili, but we managed to converse a good 

 bit, and he enjoyed his evening, while the other 

 porters sang round their fires. Next morning we 



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