ORYX ANTELOPES TAKING TO FLIGHT. 



VI 

 The Lonely Wonder^world of the Nyifca 



THE endless wilderness of the Nyika presents to the 

 traveller so much that is strange, beautiful, and 

 wonderful that at times his senses become wearied of 

 these changing impressions of travel, and a longing comes 

 over him for the familiar scenes he has learned to love 

 at home. 



As though in giant characters written on its rocks, the 

 Nyika tells us of the conditions and the life of the past 

 and at the same time of everyday actualities, giving us 

 its message as well by its snow-covered volcanic peaks 

 as in the footprints and tracks of the mighty creatures 

 that wander through it. It is a difficult undertaking to 

 reconstruct in fancy all the splendours that must once 

 have presented themselves to the eye in this region. But 

 nevertheless I will tell of what I have looked upon in 

 the past, — of the many beautiful sights that linger in my 



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