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almost hidden from view, are the widely scattered 
bungalows of the white population. 
Branching off from the main street are side 
streets, some of them thronged with East Indian 
bazaars, about which may be found all the phases 
of life of an Indian city. Still beyond and parallel 
with the one main street are sparsely settled streets 
which look ragged with their tin shacks and scat¬ 
tered gardens. 
Nairobi is not a beautiful place, but it is new and 
busy, and the people who live there are working 
wonders in changing a bad location into what some 
day will be a pretty place. It is over five thousand 
feet high, healthy, and cold at night. Away off in 
the hills a mile or more from town is Government 
House, where the governor lives, and near by is the 
club and a new European hospital, looking out over 
a sweep of country that on clear days includes 
Kilima-Njaro, over a hundred miles to the south¬ 
east, and Mount Kenia, a hundred miles northeast. 
You are still in civilization in Nairobi. Anything 
you want you may buy at some of the shops, and 
almost anything you may want to eat or drink may 
easily be had. There are weekly newspapers, 
churches, clubs, hotels, and nearly all the by-prod¬ 
ucts of civilization. One could live in Nairobi, only 
a few miles from the equator, wear summer clothes 
at noon and winter clothes at night, keep well, and 
not miss many of the luxuries of life. The tele¬ 
graph puts you in immediate touch with the whole 
wide world, and on the thirtieth of September you 
