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IN THE GRIP OF THE NYIKA CHAP. 



such time as they were able to fend for them- 

 selves. 



As we marched along through this beautiful 

 country we came upon a small herd of eland, which 



"FESTOONED WITH THE GRACEFUL HANGING NESTS OF THE WEAVER 



BIRD." 



my companions attempted to stalk. They were not 

 destined to be successful, however, as there were too 

 many hartebeeste about, and they, in their usual 

 annoying way, betrayed the presence of an enemy 



