BIG GAME SHOOTING UNDER A BED 



The little cat I did not find, but instead I dis- 

 covered the remains of the three turkeys, feathers, 

 claws and leg bones, so relieved the police of their 

 trouble. We finally returned the skin to the 

 daughter of the house. 



On our return from our second safari in Septem- 

 ber, we found three companies of the King's African 

 Rifles, including my husband's, had gone hurriedly 

 off two days earlier to Zanzibar ; they expected a 

 fuss with the Sultan's Guards and police, who 

 wanted more pay for doing practically nothing. 

 They were somewhat badly trained, being slack and 

 unsmart. My husband naturally applied to follow 

 his company, but being married he was told to 

 stay behind, which vexed him very much, thinking 

 he was to miss a " show ". It was not fair, but so 

 are things run — out there. As it turned out all 

 quieted down, the Sultan's troops were disbanded 

 with the police, and the King's African Rifles did 

 the police work for them, and the Sultan's Guards. 

 At the time the officers of the King's African Rifles 

 were much feted and had a very good time, being put 

 up royally in an old minister's palace ; but things 

 changed somewhat when it was found that two 

 companies were to be kept in Zanzibar perma- 

 nently. 



Before applying for the second leave due to us, 

 that year at Christmas, my husband asked if there 



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