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ELEPHANT-HUNTING IN EAST AFRICA 
CHAP. IX 
had met me here with a skin bag of exquisitely fragrant honey 
(a great blessing, as I was almost out of that necessary of the 
“bara”), wanted me to go and shoot it or a rhino. But, 
though the meat would have been useful to me, as I had none 
to take to El Bogoi (where game had to be sought far), I 
was disinclined to incur the delay, being anxious to continue 
my journey. After all the elephants they had had (more than 
even they could cope with), too, I felt under no obligation 
to hunt for them just then ; so reserved my strength for the 
rather hard work this style of travelling entailed. I accord¬ 
ingly made another move about 4 P.M., bivouacked at dusk 
for the night, and arrived at my El Bogoi camp before noon 
next day, not sorry to be relieved of my donkey-driving duty 
and load of rifles when the men in charge there, hearing our 
shouts of encouragement to the pack-animals, came running, 
with pleasant smiles of welcome, to meet us. 
