WE MARCH FOR THE MOUNTAINS 
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ones. The Roosevelt party went its way back to 
civilization; the Spaniards, De la Huerta and the 
Duke of Penaranda, came and made a flying trip 
up the mountain for elephant, then returned and 
went their way. The young Baron Rothschild 
came on to the plateau for a couple of weeks and 
then disappeared. And still we lingered on, happy, 
With Sharp Stakes in Them 
healthy, generally hungry, and intoxicated with 
the languorous murmur of Africa. 
Then we marched for the mountain on our big 
elephant hunt. The details of those twelve days of 
adventuring in districts, some of which were prob¬ 
ably never traversed before by white men, our ex¬ 
periences with the natives, our climb up the side of 
the mountain and our camp in the crater; our icy 
mornings, our ascent of the highest peak, and our 
explorations of the ancient homes of the cave- 
