242 IN THE GRIP OF THE NYIKA CHAP. 



At this place I was much grieved to lose my fine 

 dog Lurcher. He brought on a bad attack of 

 pneumonia by first getting overheated while gallop- 

 ing and frisking about, and then going to lie down 

 in the cold water of the river. We had become 

 much attached to each other, and I was very sorry 

 indeed when I saw that he was dying. I did 

 everything I could for him, and wrapped him up 

 warmly in my own blankets, but his end came 

 very quickly after a few hours' illness. I buried 

 him under a palm tree not far from my tent, and 

 missed him for many a day afterwards. 



As " Kampi ya Nyama Yangu," as the Samburu 

 call Neumann's boma, is near the 38th degree of 

 East Longitude, I determined to look in this neigh- 

 bourhood for a suitable starting-point for the new 

 eastern boundary to the Reserve, and therefore 

 without delay went out exploring in the afternoon, 

 so as to gather some idea of the more prominent phys- 

 ical features of the locality. 



I noticed a mountain two or three miles away on 

 the north side of the Guaso Nyiro which I thought 

 might answer my purpose, as it made a good and 

 unmistakable landmark. The natives also informed 

 me that from the top of this I would be able to see 

 a line of mountains stretching away northward to 

 Marsabit. 



