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IN THE GRIP OF THE NYIKA CHAP. 



way along the Guaso Nyiro, as the country is 

 but sparsely inhabited. One day, however, I saw 

 a whole Samburu village on safari, seeking fresh 

 pastures. The men strode loftily along in a lordly 

 manner, carrying their spears and shields, or bows 

 and arrows as the case might be, while the poor 



" AND THEN STEPPED CAUTIOUSLY FORWARD." 



unfortunate women were laden up with all kinds of 

 household goods, including the framework of the 

 huts themselves, which the overladen donkeys they 

 drove could not bear the weight of. The boys and 

 the old men herded the cattle and sheep. 



Game continued to be very plentiful, and my 

 companions got some good shooting. Now and 



