go TWO DIANAS IN SOMALILAND 
camp wards, the mad rush of the ponies being clearly 
visible to us. Through bushes, anyhow, helter skelter 
they had pelted. 
I had to stop and rest frequently, as my load was 
more than a little heavy, though Clarence carried as 
much, and more, than he ought. The rifles alone were 
no light weight, and when it came to the slain animals 
as well we found them all a bit of a trial. 
In some thick grass a great wart-hog rose up before 
me, and after giving me a look from his tiny fierce 
eyes, lost himself again. I flung my load down, all 
but the very necessary rifle, and went after him. He 
made some ugly rushes in the long grass, but I dodged 
and chased him to clearer country, until I could get 
in a shot which, raking him, ended his career as a 
perfect king of his kind. I did not want to take his 
tusks merely, as I desired his head to be a complete 
trophy. But when Clarence strenuously refused to 
touch the creature I knew I could not then, tired as 
I was, play butcher myself. So I had to be contented 
with digging out his huge tushes. And a very messy 
job it was too. 
We took up our loads again, and went back over 
the ground over which we had chased the oryx the 
evening before. I was progressing wearily enough 
when I almost stepped on a yellow snake, with a 
dark head, lying near a thorn bush. It was only 
about eighteen inches long, but quite long enough to 
make me jump some feet, all encumbered as I was. 
Clarence looked genuinely surprised. 
“ You not afraid of aliphint,” he said, a thing we had 
