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ELEPHANT-HUNTING IN EAST AFRICA 
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away while any of the giraffe meat remained ; but, true 
enough, they turned up as promised. They told me that 
there were lots of elephants on the Barasaloi, and down the 
Seya towards El Gereh. This sounded hopeful; besides, I 
wanted to go and see the country in that direction, so I at 
once returned to my head camp and set about making 
preparations for an excursion of some length, being only 
too glad to get away from where I had wasted so much time 
fruitlessly. 
I may mention, in passing, that one night before I returned 
to my main camp, about 2 A.M., a rhinoceros (probably there 
were a pair) was making the most curious noises near us, which 
I described in my diary as “just such exaggerated gruntings 
and bass squeakings as one might expect from a magnified 
pig.” I had heard bubbling noises before, but not in combina¬ 
tion with the other piggish sounds. I suppose this rhino 
must have been love-making. 
That these blank days have been uninteresting to my 
reader I make no doubt. I can only say, so were they to me : 
but, as my object is to give a true account of elephant-hunting, 
the many weary days of disappointment cannot be altogether 
left out. But I was soon to have compensation for this bad 
luck. 
After spending more than a fortnight, since my arrival at 
El Bogoi, as described, without any success, I started again 
from my camp there on 27th August 1895, taking my usual 
hunting outfit and two donkeys carrying food for my men, two 
or three young Ndorobo natives accompanying us as guides. 
Our direction was now east-north-east. We camped that day 
at a good-sized “ kurunga ” or rock pool, in high open country, 
having emerged, after several hours’ tramp, from the thick bush. 
We did not see much game, but a good deal of spoor of 
rhinoceros, zebra, etc. The next morning we soon came to the 
edge of a pretty deep valley, through which we could see the 
little river Seya winding with patches of green jungle and 
