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photography. After some years of research I find 

 that the taboo against smoking in the bhnds is all a 

 mistake. The animals seem to pay no attention to 

 tobacco. I am not sure why. Perhaps it is because 

 the animals are familiar with fires on the bush and 

 veldt and the acrid smell of the smoke. But I 

 am reluctant to libel the makers of my favorite cigars 

 with any inference that their aroma resembles a 

 jungle on fire. Anyway it is perfectly safe to take 

 comfort in a smoke while waiting the coming of the 

 suspicious animals. 



The blind work on our last safari was the most 

 difficult that we have ever experienced. This time, 

 on top of all the natiural difficulties, politics came to 

 complicate affairs. A former head of the King's 

 African Rifles on the Northern Frontier of British 

 East decided he would solve all the problems of the 

 territory by remarking the map. He moved the 

 tribes about like checkers on a board, putting each 

 tribal unit into a new and unfamiliar locality with 

 new neighbors. The result was that none of the 

 natives knew the regions that they were compelled 

 to call home. This made them unhappy and restive. 

 It also ruined waterhole photography in the district. 

 The tinsettled natives scattered about all the water- 

 holes and built manyettas everywhere, driving the 

 game away and making it wilder than ever. 



On this last safari I managed to bribe several many- 



