126 THE MAN-EATERS OF TSAVO CHAP. 
have on a new puggaree, with lots of gold work 
on it, and this took their fancy immensely ; they 
examined every line most carefully and went into 
ecstasies over it—just as their European sisters 
would have done over the latest Parisian creation. 
We made a short halt for rest and refreshment, 
and then started again on our journey to the top of 
the hills. After a stiff climb for another two hours, 
part of it through a thick black forest, we emerged 
on the summit, where I found I was well rewarded 
for my trouble by the magnificent views we 
obtained on all sides. The great Kilima N’jaro 
stood out particularly well, and made a very effec- 
tive background to the fine panorama. I was 
surprised to find a number of well-fed cattle on the 
mountain top, but I fancy M’gogo thought I was 
casting an evil spell over them when he saw me 
taking photographs of them as they grazed 
peacefully on the sweet grass which covered the 
plateau. 
Like most other natives of Africa, the Wa Taita 
are exceedingly superstitious, and this failing is 
turned to good account by the all-powerful ‘ witch- 
doctor” or ‘‘ medicine-man.”’ It is, for instance, an 
extraordinary sight to see the absolute faith with 
which a Ki Taita will blow the szmdéa-dawa, or 
“lion medicine”, to the four points of the compass 
before lying down to sleep in the open. This 
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