16 PEACE: LION HUNTING 



by rail, through German South- West, a colony I 

 was anxious to see, and then overland to the 

 Okavango. This should bring me out well to 

 the west of Angola, where I judged game and 

 lions would be plentiful. A young half-caste 

 stockman named Joe Barnett, from one of the 

 Western cattle stations, a good, cheerful boy, fair 

 bush cook, and satisfactory horseman and bush- 

 man, accompanied me, and thereby I was saved 

 in the event of accidents from ever being left 

 quite alone. 



On arrival at Cape Town I interviewed the 

 German Consul-General, showed my credentials 

 from the German Consul, Dr. Hirschfeld, in Bris- 

 bane, and was courteously treated. My object in 

 going to G.S.W. having been explained to the 

 Consul, and meeting with no discouragement, I 

 arranged to journey by the first boat. To the 

 Portuguese Consul-General at Cape Town I also 

 paid my respects. 



The fortnight spent in waiting for the German 

 coastal boat, the Freda Woermann, was taken up 

 with getting rifles, ammunition, and other things 

 necessary for camp that were not to be left to 

 chance on arrival in G.S.W. A good light tent, 

 mosquito nets and many small articles had 

 necessarily to be specially chosen or made to 

 order. Finally I got a -375 Mannlicher, a -303 

 Sporting Lee Metford, and a -450 Express (Martini 

 action), all made by Westley-Richards, and at 

 prices decidedly reasonable. 



