CHAPTER XVIII 



ELECTEIC LIGHTS, MOTOR-CARS AND FIFTEEN VARIE- 

 TIES OF WILD GAME. CHASING LIONS ACROSS 

 COUNTRY IN A CARRIAGE 



NAIROBI is a thriving, bustling city, with motor 

 cars, electric lights, clubs, race meets, balls, ban- 

 quets, and all the frills that constitute an up-to-date 

 community. Carriages and dog-carts and motor- 

 cycles rush about, and lords and princes and earls 

 sit upon the veranda of the leading hotel in hunt- 

 ing costumes. Lying out from Nairobi are big 

 grazing farms, many of them fenced in with 

 barbed wire; and the peaceful rows of telegraph 

 poles make exclamation points of civilization across 

 the landscape. It doesn't sound like good hunting 

 in such a district, does it? Yet this is what actually 

 happened : 



We had discharged our safari, packed up our 

 tents, and were just ready to start to Mombasa to 

 catch a ship for Bombay. A telegram unex- 

 pectedly arrived, saying that the boat would not 

 sail until three days later, so we decided to put in 

 two or three more mornings of shooting out beyond 

 the limits of the city. 



We got a carriage, a low-necked vehicle drawn 

 by two little mules. It was driven by a young black 



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