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still remember how he would get so full he could not 

 budge. Then I'd carry him to some safe place, where 

 nothing could step on him, until he was able to take 

 care of himself again. 



After switching my writing activities to the daylight 

 hours, I was plugging away at the typewriter on an 

 early morning, just after I had sent Ted with one of 

 the trucks to the shamba for supplies, when my head- 

 man came in to say that four eland were just outside 

 the camp. We had not shot an eland as yet and we 

 needed some fat, but a look through the glasses re- 

 vealed them to be four cows, which it is unlawful to 

 kill. Later he rushed in again to inform me there 

 were "twiga menge" standing about tliree hundred 

 yards away. I wentiOut more to show him I was in- 

 terested than anything else, and for once was glad that 

 I did, for there silhouetted against the morning sky 

 stood a herd of seventy-two giraffe, one of the most 

 remarkable sights I had ever seen. They were curious 

 about our camp and hung around for some time, but 

 before I could get the camera set, something frightened 

 them, whereupon they galloped away in a cloud of dust. 



Shortly afterwards three Masai came strolling up 

 and, planting their spears in the ground, made signs 

 that they wanted to talk to me. I sent for my IVIasai 

 boy, who said they had come after the money promised 

 to the chief for his cooperation when we photographed 

 the cattle in the manyatta. Kjiowing that these people 

 wiU accept nothing but metal coins, I had the agreed 

 sum ready for them in sliillings. When they seemed 

 disposed to argue about the amount, I gave them the 

 message sent by the D. C. — District Commissioner — 

 at Musoma. They had no right in this part of the 



