MOMBASA, FROM THE HARBOUR. 



THE MAN-EATERS OF TSAVO 



CHAPTER I 



MY ARRIVAL AT TSAYO 



IT was towards noon on March i, 1898, that I 

 first found myself entering the narrow and some- 

 what dangerous harbour of Mombasa, on the east 

 coast of Africa. The town lies on an island of the 

 same name, separated from the mainland only by 

 a very narrow channel, which forms the harbour ; 

 and as our vessel steamed slowly in, close under the 

 quaint old Portuguese fortress built over three 

 hundred years ago, 1 was much struck with the 

 strange beauty of the view which gradually opened 

 out before me. Contrary to my anticipation, every - 



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