WHO’S WHO IN JUNGLELAND 
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particularly grateful to him for having given me 
the most exhilarating and the most joyous ride I 
had in Africa. 
The large male giraffes often appear solid black 
at a distance, for the yellow bands separating the 
splotches of black are so slender as to be invisible 
at even a short distance. The females are much 
lighter and usually look like the giraffes we see in 
the circuses at home. 
Then there’s the ubiquitous zebra, almost as num¬ 
erous as the kongoni. You see vast herds of zebra 
at many places along the railway, and thereafter, as 
you roam about the level spots of East Africa, you 
are always running into herds of them. At first, 
the sight of a herd of zebras is a surprise, for you 
have been accustomed to seeing them in the small 
numbers found in captivity. It is a source of pass¬ 
ing wonder that these rare animals should be roam¬ 
ing about the suburbs of towns in hundred lots. 
You decide that it would be a shame to shoot a 
zebra and determine not to join in this heartless 
slaughter. 
Later on your sentiments will undergo a change. 
Everybody will tell you that the zebra is a fearful 
pest and must be exterminated if civilization and 
progress are to continue. The zebra is absolutely 
useless and efforts to domesticate him have been 
without good results. He tramps over the plains, 
breaks down fences, tears up the cultivated fields, 
and really fulfills no mission in life save that of 
supplying the lions with food. As long as the 
