OUR SECOND SAFARI 



near with a flock of sheep and goats came up to my 

 husband and asked him if he had not been in So- 

 maliland. Then a mutual recognition took place ; my 

 husband was his officer in the first Somaliland ex- 

 pedition, and he had been my husband's interpreter. 

 The man was exceedingly pleased to see his chief 

 again, and asked if he knew of another *'show" 

 coming off*, as he would like to join him again. 

 They talked of different officers and men either 

 had seen since ; and the Somali told us he had gone 

 in for sheep trading and was quite a rich man — 

 like so many Somalis. 



Finally he offered my husband a " ship " ; and as 

 I had been wishing to go on the lake I thought it 

 a pity when I heard my husband say he was not 

 staying long, so would not require one. After the 

 man had gone I rebuked him, and said I had been 

 wanting to get a boat and explore the lake, but he 

 explained it was a sheep the man offered to give 

 as a present, not to lend a ship as I thought. 



Nevertheless next day the sub-commissioner 

 and his wife kindly asked us to go with them to 

 Crescent Island, a fairly long island in the middle 

 of the Lake of Naivasha. There were about two 

 hundred goats running wild, which had all come 

 from ten a man had put down two or three years 

 previously. He bought the land of another man, 

 then he and two or three choice spirits went across 

 and built two huts, still to be seen, only infested 



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