15* AFRICAN GAME TRAILS 



Rewero Falls. These are not as high as the falls of the 

 Nairobi, but they are almost as beautiful. We clambered 

 down into the ravine a little distance below and made our 

 way toward them, beside the brawling, rock-choked tor- 

 rent. Great trees towered overhead, and among their tops 

 the monkeys chattered and screeched. The fall itself was 

 broken in two parts like a miniature Niagara, and the 

 spray curtain shifted to and fro as the wind blew. 



The lower part of the farm, between the Kamiti and 

 Rewero and on both sides of the Nairobi, consisted of 

 immense rolling plains, and on these the game swarmed 

 in almost incredible numbers. There were Grant's and 

 Thomson's gazelles, of which we shot one or two for the 

 table. There was a small herd of blue wildebeest, and 

 among them one unusually large bull with an unusually 

 fine head; Kermit finally killed him. There were plenty 

 of wart-hogs, which were to be found feeding right out in 

 the open, both in the morning and the evening. One day 

 Kermit got a really noteworthy sow with tusks much longer 

 than those of the average boar. He ran into her on horse- 

 back after a sharp chase of a mile or two, and shot her 

 from the saddle as he galloped nearly alongside, holding 

 his rifle as the old buffalo-runners used to hold theirs, 

 that is, not bringing it to his shoulder. I killed two or three 

 half-grown pigs for the table, but I am sorry to say that I 

 missed several chances at good boars. Finally one day I 

 got up to just two hundred and fifty yards from a good boar 

 as he stood broadside to me; firing with the little Spring- 

 field I put the bullet through both shoulders, and he was 

 dead when we came up. 



But of course the swarms of game consisted of zebra 

 and hartebeest. At no time, when riding in any direction 

 across these plains, were we ever out of sight of them. 

 Sometimes they would act warily and take the alarm when 

 we were a long distance off. At other times herds would 

 stand and gaze at us while we passed within a couple of 

 hundred yards. One afternoon we needed meat for the 



