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Mar. 30 - 
Sergeant Gibson presented Bill with a fine antique dagger# 
with an ivory handle and a handsomely woven leather scabbard, a,s 
a parting gift. Although the expedition did not accomplish too 
much up here# we left Belleyella with kindly feelings toward the 
officials here. A final token of esteem was the presentation 
by the Snake Society of their official snake. Of course, they 
had promised to go' out and catch us a lot of snakes, but said 
the time was too short • 
Breaking camp after a week was a tedious business. We had to 
have more carriers on account of the animals, and there was the 
usual palaver about the loads. Finally we were in our hammocks 
and starting off on the long trek back to civilization. Our bronze 
caryatids held our hammocks high over hilly trails; termite nests 
lined the way like small castles on the Rhine; the chants of "Bo 
lilly" and "Cosio" began again. In about two hours we reached the 
hammock bridge, found that a new one had been built that was even 
more terrifying than the old one. 
Not far beyond the bridge, one of our boys spotted a "softly" 
or potto, in a tree, and with even more than the customary din it 
was shaken out of the tree, caught, and finally put in a cloth bag. 
We got into Gumbeyta about four o’clock, where a nice little 
house with five rooms and a verandah had been cleaned out and made 
ready for us. Commissioner Clark’s caravan got in about dusk, and 
he came over to our house for dinner. He had sent word ahead to 
the people that we wanted animal s , and we got a nice little collection 
of fish, snakes, porcupines, a squirrel and a pangolin. 
March 31 - 
We left Gumbeyta at nine o’clock, after a cordial farewell 
from the Commissioner, who gave J an otter skin and me a piece of 
country cloth. Towards noon we reached Molekwelle, where word had 
also been sent of our coming, and we found four hornbills, two 
porcupines, a ground hog, and a mongoose waiting for us. 
On the road Bob or usually walks ahead of me to help me over 
bad bridges; Bob or is the soul of respectability, and his spare, 
dignified figure, wearing khaki shirt and shorts and an oilcloth 
helmet, carrying a black cotton umbrella, a tea kettle, and Bill ’ s 
gun (for which the ammunition was left b ehind, ) is one of the 
landmarks of our caravan. 
We reached Digain at four o’clock, and had rather an unhappy 
evening • Johnny, our unfortunate steward, accidentally pulled out 
a chair that J was about to sit on, and she had a bad fall. The 
little chimp, who had a bad cold when we left Belleyella, shows 
definite symptoms of pneumonia; the baby colobus with the gun shot 
died; and one porcupine escaped in the night • Moreover Digain, in 
spiteof the promises made when we were here before, had nothing for 
us except a b aby mongoose and a sooty mangabey with a bobbed tail. 
