START NORTH 



said, and my home letters handed over, 1 set out at 3 p.m. 

 on my long journey north. 



Passing the Italian Embassy, I struck out for the 

 hills to the west of Entotto. Two hours' ride took me 

 to the top of the ridge, from which 1 got my last glimpse 

 of the British Agency. A short distance down the other 

 side brought me to the little stream called Salultar, along 

 the bank of which I shot a goose and put up several 

 duck. At a quarter to si.x, round a bend of the stream, 



