OUR THIRD SAFARI AND SECOND RHINO 



my poor feet along, being wet to my waist. We 

 decided to camp under the first tree by a puddle, 

 too tired to go farther for better water or wood. 

 Later, my husband set out to get some meat for the 

 boys, and bait for a lion. By great good luck he 

 came across three eland, and as they galloped past 

 in front of him, he dropped one with a beautiful 

 shot ; he was very pleased, as in that neighbourhood 

 it was pure luck to come across them. It was dark 

 when he returned, leaving the porters to cut up the 

 animal, so we had to send more boys with a lamp, 

 and as they too were so long, others with burning 

 logs to look for them and direct them back. They 

 naturally went one side of a hill while the other 

 party returned by the opposite side, so we had 

 a trouble to get in all our men safe for the 

 night. 



Next morning we found a hysena had been 

 eating the remains of eland, but no lion, as we 

 had hoped. 



We ourselves had enjoyed eland kidney for 

 dinner. For the next few days we wandered about, 

 but did not see much. I was interested looking 

 at deserted Masai kraals, which topped every rise. 

 They (the Masai) stay till their cattle have fin- 

 ished the grass, then wander on to fresh land and 

 pastures. Whenever we saw game I always sank 

 down in a heap under my tussore-coloured umbrella. 

 It always reminded me of the undergraduate who 



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