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THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSS /NLA chap. 
gazelles, and a rhinoceros. I had a long hunt after the last, as 
the men were pitching camp, but going hard for two or three 
miles over very broken thorny country he fairly beat us, and we 
gave him up and returned to camp, knocked up by the hot 
sun. 
We made an evening march to a river-bed, choked with 
dense evergreen jungle and some high trees hung with rope-like 
creepers, and our guide, going into the thickest of this to look 
for water, started a cow rhinoceros and calf. He came running 
back to us shouting, “ Wiyil! Wiyil !” (Rhinoceros), while the 
mother and her young one galloped out on the farther side of 
the jungle with a crash, and took away over the low stony hills. 
By the time I could get possession of my big rifle and run after 
them, they were seen quite a thousand yards away disappearing 
round the shoulder of a rocky, thorn-covered hill, and running 
up to this spot a few minutes later I was unable to sight them 
again, and the ground being unsuitable for tracking we lost 
them. 
We made three more marches to Durhi ; and I came upon 
the tracks of a herd of zebras an hour before pitching camp 
there on the 17th. Here we found several karias of the 
Malingur Ogaden. The first people we saw were a group 
standing round an open grave ; and on inquiring we found 
they were burying the body of a young woman who had been 
torn out of a hut from among several of her sleeping friends on 
the night before by a man-eating lion. 
These people had never seen one of my countrymen before, 
but on hearing I was Ingres (English) they ran at me, calling 
out that I must shoot the lion and drive away the Amhara. I 
was led some miles into the bush to the west, where I found 
a party of the Malingur following the lion, armed with their 
spears ; but the tracks led on to very stony and thorny hills, 
and my guides being either unable or unwilling to keep them, 
we gave it up and I returned to camp, which had been pitched 
between two large karias. We had a severe thunderstorm at 
night ; a lion walked round my tent during the storm, as we 
saw next morning by his tracks in the mud only five yards 
away from the head of my bed. On the following day I went 
out and shot two Grevy’s zebras, the meat of which my men 
finished. We also saw tracks of another lion. Next day I shot 
another zebra, the flesh of which I gave to the Malingur. I 
tied up a camel at night, intending to sit out for a lion, but 
