GLIMPSES OF EAST AFRICA AND ZANZIBAR 



keep certain parts for some ladies, but he might 

 have some if he Hked, that is if he ate it, as he often 

 said he did not eat game (when he could get 

 mutton). He anxiously looked at Saidi, being a 

 Mohammedan, and said, " Did you cut its throat ? " 

 Saidi promptly replied, " Yes " ; I turned away and 

 covered my face with my hand to hide a smile, as 

 the cutting was useless, the animal being already 

 dead. However, the animal would taste the same, 

 and Saidi and Baruku had a good meal. As soon 

 as the camp was pitched the porters began to gorge 

 on the kongoni (Newman's hartebeeste) which had 

 been shot in the morning ; making soup, and many 

 eating huge chunks nearly raw, after just putting 

 them on the embers, gnawing it and eating noisily — 

 the amount they and Saidi can get through and yet 

 live is most wonderful. But they can also go much 

 longer without food than we can. They cracked 

 the bones and sucked out the marrow, licking their 

 lips. On our way back into Naivasha, my husband 

 got his second impala, and we arrived very hot at 

 the station, behind which was a camping ground, 

 which we preferred to the hotel. We had a couple 

 of days still to put in before our train left for Nai- 

 robi. One or two ladies kindly asked us to their 

 houses to teas and dinners, and we felt quite " in 

 society " again. 



Soon after arriving and pitching camp near 

 Naivasha station, a Somali who had been hovering 



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