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coiled and twisted below us, and as the tin roof 

 of Kijabe station came into view out of the quick- 

 ening gloom, I thought of the N'Derobo and 

 the monkeys, in their primeval mountain home, 

 and I pondered on how little all our Magi ever 

 can teach us. For we white people after all 

 are merely steeplejacks who have climbed to what 

 we regard as the highest pinnacle of existence. 

 Most of our steeples are worthless structures 

 surmounted by phantom weather-cocks, and 

 how little, oh, how little do we know of the real 

 world that lies below the towers of arrogance on 

 which we perch ourselves ! 



