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three feet eleven and a half inches high; but, 
as in the case of his companion, the skin was 
disfigured by being deeply scored all over by the 
boma thorns. 
The news of the death of the second “ devil” soon 
spread far and wide over the country, and natives 
actually travelled from up and down the line to havea 
look at my trophies and at the ‘ devil-killer”, as they 
called me. Best of all, the coolies who had absconded 
came flocking back to Tsavo, and much to my relief 
work was resumed and we were never again troubled 
by man-eaters. It was amusing, indeed, to notice 
the change which took place in the attitude of the 
workmen towards me after I had killed the two 
lions. Instead of wishing to murder me, as they 
once did, they could not now do enough for me, and 
as a token of their gratitude they presented me with 
a beautiful silver bowl, as well as with a long poem 
written in Hindustani describing all our trials and my 
ultimate victory. As the poem relates our troubles 
in somewhat quaint and biblical language, I have 
given a translation of it in the appendix. The bowl 
I shall always consider my most highly prized and 
hardest won trophy. The inscription on it reads as 
follows :— 
Sir,—We, your Overseer, Timekeepers, Missaris 
and Workmen, present you with this bowlasa token 
of our gratitude to you for your bravery in killing 
