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Akeleys were remaining some months longer, but 

 Stephenson and I were scheduled to leave. 



There were a few busy days in Nairobi. The 

 Horses were sold, the porters were paid off, the 

 trophies were prepared for shipment, and our camp 

 outfits and guns were either sold or packed for their 

 journey homeward. There were affectionate and 

 rather tearful partings from good friends, then 

 a quick railway trip to the coast and a day or two of 

 waiting in Mombasa. The hunting was over. Now 

 it was a mere matter of getting home in ninety 

 days, and for variety's sake we elected to go home 

 through India, Java, China, and Japan. I was 

 curious to note the changes that those countries had 

 undergone since I had last seen them years before. 



We had some mild adventures. The first oc- 

 curred in Mombasa, and concerns the strange con- 

 duct of two little white dogs that flashed in and out 

 of our lives. 



One day when I returned to my room in the hotel 

 at Mombasa I was surprised to find that two small 

 dogs had established themselves therein. The room 

 boy knew nothing about them; the people around 

 the hotel did not remember having ever seen them 

 before. No clue to their owner was obtainable, 

 and we regarded their advent as something of a 

 mild kind of miracle. They played about the room 

 as if they had long been there. When we went out 

 they were at our heels and in the course of our 

 wanderings through the old streets of the town 

 the two dogs were always close at hand, or, rather, 



