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Photo from Bishop Hartzell 



TOWER FROM WHICH THE NATIVES WATCH FOR UONS : 

 BRITISH EAST AFRICA ". NOTE THE "BAIT" 



which are to assist in feeding this in- 

 vasion. 



Far away on Baringo natives are ex- 

 tending their irrigation schemes and 

 planting twice as much as they planted 

 before, knowing that there is a market 

 where their spare food can be exchanged 

 for rupees. Farther north still, in the 

 Suk countries, Englishmen, Scotchmen, 

 Coanese, Arabs, Swahilis, and Baluchis 

 are pushing into deserts to buy donkeys, 

 and are trading for ivory which the rail- 

 way will carry to the coast at a rate less 

 than the cheapest porter caravan. 



THE RAILWAY PROTECTS THE GAME 



The Nyando Valley, for years without 

 human inhabitants other than the shift- 



less Andorobo, is filling up with Masai, 

 Swahili, and Nandi immigrants; while 

 for 20 miles at a stretch on the beautiful 

 heights and happy valleys of Mau you 

 are in the presence of an unintentioned 

 European colony, some of which no 

 doubt will melt away with the comple- 

 tion of the railway, but much of which 

 must be the nucleus of the great white 

 colony one may hope to see established 

 on the only land really fitted for its de- 

 velopment in equatorial Africa. The 

 Kavirondo, alas ! are wearing trousers 

 and "sweaters;" the sacred ibises have 

 left Kisumu, for its swamps are drained. 

 Piers and wharves, hotels and residences 

 in corrugated iron, are springing up at 

 Port Florence, destined, no doubt, to be 



