With Flashlight and Rifle -*> 



About eight days after, something squeaked in the cigar- 

 box in his room where he had put the eggs. At first 

 he believed it to be some mice, but he soon discovered 

 that several crocodiles had broken out of their eggs,, 

 having managed to do without sunlight during the last 

 days of the hatching period. 



We have very little information about the breeding 

 of crocodiles, especially of the African species. This- 

 is easily explained by the great shyness of the animals. 

 They are shyer in some regions than in others. They 

 are sometimes much less so, for instance, in a large lake 

 like Victoria Nyanza. In the large bays to the south 

 of this lake I found numbers of them on the sand-banks. 

 They and the hippopotamuses lived there seemingly on a 

 friendly footing with the native fishermen. 



If by night the fishing for crocodiles afforded us so 

 much diversion, the days passed uneventfully in the Buffalo 

 Camp. I made several shooting excursions along the 

 right bank of the river, towards the hills on the Nyika 

 frontier. From the plentiful supply of waterbuck I secured 

 some unusually fine specimens. 



It seemed as if I were never going to meet with the 

 buffaloes. At last my Wandorobo saw a herd of about 

 thirty head at daybreak, and were able to notice how 

 they had lain down in some small swamps very far from 

 my camp. In two hours' time I was on the spot. 

 The wind was very strong, in one direction, and altogether 

 favourable. Once again I attempted to approach the 

 buffalo herd. Still in vain ! I was up to my knees in 

 the soft black ooze of the swamp. Cautiously I strove 



