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THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA chap. 
pitching camp here in the evening we found fresh elephant 
tracks, and E followed them, returning after dark, having 
killed a bull with one shot from my four-bore. 
We continued our survey through the mountainous Jibril 
Abokr country towards the coast, running the gauntlet of the 
Her Hared clan, at that time very turbulent and defiant towards 
the British. We had several night alarms, being surrounded 
by Rer Hared spies during our march, but were not attacked. 
By the end of June my wounds were beginning to become 
very troublesome, my right arm swelling to the size of a small 
sand-bag, from the shoulder to the wrist, and giving me great 
pain. Travelling became almost unendurable, the sterile, broken 
hills being fearfully hot, the temperature rising to over 110° in 
the shade at certain places. We had now descended to the low 
coast country, where the south-west wind of the Hag a season 
was at its height, blowing day and night with great fury. It 
was impossible to put up a tent at night, and the sand got into 
eyes and ears, and stung our faces and necks in a most disagree- 
able manner as we marched. The only way to obtain any sleep 
was to pile the baggage into a heap and lie under the lee of it. 
Since leaving Ujawfiji E had sole charge of the survey, 
as I was unable to take observations. When we were still ninety 
miles from Bulh4r, fearing that any longer delay in getting 
medical help might bring on blood-poisoning, I left E — - in 
charge of the expedition, and mounting a camel, accompanied 
by a few of my servants, made for Bulhfir by forced marches, 
reaching the village on 1st July, twelve days after the accident. 
Here I was glad to find a hospital assistant, a native of India, 
who looked after the wounds and put me in a fair wny to re- 
covery, so that the necessity of going to Aden was obviated. I 
was never under the care of a qualified doctor, and was able to 
go on with the mapping at Berbera, and to start on an expedi- 
tion to the Gadabursi country on 10th September, the wounds 
having just healed. This record of our Jibril Abokr trip shows 
what an advantage it is to have another European with one in 
the interior, for I feel sure the lioness would have finished me 
if my brother had not come promptly to the rescue, and but for 
his unremitting care after the accident I think I should never 
have reached the coast. 
On our next expedition for the survey of the Gadabursi 
country, our route, skirting to the north of Hargeisa, passed 
through Gebili. We crossed the path taken by a powerful force 
