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three feet eleven and a half inches high ; but, 

 as in the case of his companion, the skin was 

 disfigured by being deeply scored all over by the 

 boma thorns. 



The news of the death of the second " devil " soon 

 spread far and wide over the country, and natives 

 actually travelled from up and down the line to have a 

 look at my trophies and at the " devil-killer ", as they 

 called me. Best of all, the coolies who had absconded 

 came flocking back to Tsavo, and much to my relief 

 work was resumed and we were never again troubled 

 by man-eaters. It was amusing, indeed, to notice 

 the change which took place in the attitude of the 

 workmen towards me after I had killed the two 

 lions. Instead of wishing to murder me, as they 

 once did, they could not now do enough for me, and 

 as a token of their gratitude they presented me with 

 a beautiful silver bowl, as well as with a long poem 

 \\ ritten in Hindustani describing all our trials and my 

 ultimate victory. As the poem relates our troubles 

 in somewhat quaint and biblical language, I have 

 given a translation of it in the appendix. The bowl 

 I shall always consider my most highly prized and 

 hardest won trophy. The inscription on it reads as 

 follows : 



SIR, We, your Overseer, Timekeepers, Mistaris 

 and Workmen, present you with this bowl as a token 

 of our gratitude to you for your bravery in killing 



