CHAPTER V. 
Gazelle shooting — ^Headman’s excuses for not marching — Troublesome 
followers — More grievances — Glimpse of a lioness — Camel killed by 
a lion. 
A SHORT march brought us to Sassabanah, situated 
amongst hills, and my camp was pitched under some big 
trees close by the dried-up Webbi Farfaii. On the hillside 
opposite, looking up north-west, was an old and gigantic 
zareba encircling several hundred yards, and used for the 
herding in of cattle for safety at night. Here six months 
before the Abyssinians stored the cattle they had looted 
from the Somalis. Whilst having breakfast, the vast plain 
SECTION OF WELL. 
below this hill became covered with camels which had come 
to drink from the salt-water wells situated near the river. 
My headman estimated that during the day 25,000 camels 
drank at those wells. An extremely pretty sight it was 
to see this vast number in little bands of forty or fifty, like 
the different companies of a huge army, marching across 
the plain. The wells were very deep, and the water was 
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