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SOMALILAND 
Mrs. Stanford arrived, together with my caravan, bringing 
my long-lost portmanteau containing all my boots. Up to 
now I had been obliged to walk about in a pair of tennis- 
shoes, which were becoming every day more and more dilapi- 
dated. Mr. and Mrs. Stanford reported having had great 
sport in the Bun Toyo among the antelopes. They also 
brought with them two young oryx, alive. One, which 
they ran down on ponies, having separated it from a large 
herd, was about ten days old. The other was never born 
at all ! His mother was shot, and the little one cut out of 
THE WELLS OF GAMBISSA. 
her alive ! He was much darker than his bigger brother, 
which was a rich fawn colour, and totally different from 
the gray of the adult oryx beisa. Moses and Aaron were 
their names, and very appropriate ones too, as they spent 
their time in wandering through a wilderness. The bigger 
one, which had soft horns, 3 inches long, and was very 
timid, gave a lot of trouble, and had to have the milk 
poured down his throat through a funnel, the small one 
sucking at an improvised feeding - bottle on its own 
account. Between them they drank the milk of six goats 
