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British boat before me, safe in their ' godown ’ before they 
had sent my headman to Berbera to buy camels ; the result 
was, on our arrival he had bought but thirty-two, when we 
wanted a hundred. 
The first night we all had bad sun-headaches. The heat 
in Berbera was very great, and the harife, or hot wind, had 
just commenced. The second day of my stay here I 
developed prickly heat and an awful boil on my neck, which 
gave me excruciating pain, and prevented me getting a 
wink of sleep. Finally, after pricking and poulticing it to 
no purpose, I was obliged to have it cut by the local black 
surgeon, which operation was worse than having a tooth 
drawn, and made a hole in my neck which will never 
disappear. 
At last, having got together a few camels, we decided to 
start out of the heat of Berbera, and wait up in the hills 
until the remaining camels could be bought. The caravan 
accordingly set out on June 5, and after saying good-bye 
to our kind host and hostess at Berbera, and leaving our 
headman behind to bring on the rest of the camels, we 
trotted off and joined our caravan at midnight, finding 
camp pitched, and all in order. 
Next morning we marched at 5.30 a.m., and soon 
encountered Pelzeln* s gazelle, the animal which afforded me 
so many shots without effect on my entering into the jungle 
two years before. However, on this occasion, at the first 
shot with my tiny *256 Mannlicher rifle, 1 killed a fine 
female with very good horns, a trophy I was extremely 
anxious to obtain, as I had during my last expedition only 
succeeded in collecting a male. When we pitched at 
10 a.m., a gazelle offered a good chance as he stood gazing 
out of curiosity at us. But I dared not take it, fearing to 
shoot a grazing camel. We restarted at 2.30, the heat 
being terrific. Stanford discovered that, owing to his syce 
having slept, his ponies were missing, so he mounted his 
trotting camel, his wife seated behind him. I took it eas 
behind. The heat was so great that, after riding two hours. 
