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River, then to Punda Milia, and then to Fort Hall. 

 Some one claimed to have heard a lion out from 

 Fort Hall early in the morning, but I more than 

 half suspect it was one of our porters who rever- 

 berates when he sleeps. From Fort Hall we crossed 

 the Tana and made three marches down the river. 

 Rhinos were everywhere jumping out from behind 

 bushes when least expected and in many ways be- 

 having in a most diverting way. For a time we 

 forgot lions while dodging rhinos. There were 

 dozens of them in the thick, low scrub, with now and 

 then a bunch of eland, or a herd of waterbuck, or 

 a few hundred of the ubiquitous kongoni. 



We camped in a beautiful spot down on the 

 Tana. The country looked like a park, with grace- 

 ful trees scattered about on the rolling lawn-like 

 hills. On all sides was game in great profusion. 

 Hippos played about in the river, baboons scam- 

 pered about on the edge of the water, monkeys chat- 

 tered in the trees, and it seemed as though nearly 

 all of the eight hundred varieties of East African 

 birds gave us a morning serenade. A five-min- 

 utes' walk from camp would show you a rhino, while 

 from the top of any knoll one could look across a 

 vast sweep of hills upon which almost countless 

 numbers of zebras, kongoni, and other animals 

 might be seen. 



But never a lion. It certainly looked discourag- 

 ing. 



As a form of pleasant excitement, we began to 

 photograph rhinos. Mr. Akeley took out his mov- 



