CHAPTER XVIII 
ELECTRIC LIGHTS, MOTOR-CARS AND FIFTEEN VARIE¬ 
TIES OF WILD GAME. CHASING LIONS ACROSS 
COUNTRY IN A CARRIAGE 
Nairobi is a thriving, bustling city, with motor 
cars, electric lights, clubs, race meets, balls, ban¬ 
quets, and all the frills that constitute an up-to-date 
community. Carriages and dog-carts and motor¬ 
cycles rush about, and lords and princes and earls 
sit upon the veranda of the leading hotel in hunt¬ 
ing costumes. Lying out from Nairobi are big 
grazing farms, many of them fenced in with 
barbed wire; and the peaceful rows of telegraph 
poles make exclamation points of civilization across 
the landscape. It doesn’t sound like good hunting 
in such a district, does it? Yet this is what actually 
happened: 
We had discharged our safari , packed up our 
tents, and were just ready to start to Mombasa to 
catch a ship for Bombay. A telegram unex¬ 
pectedly arrived, saying that the boat would not 
sail until three days later, so we decided to put in 
two or three more mornings of shooting out beyond 
the limits of the city. 
We got a carriage, a low-necked vehicle drawn 
by two little mules. It was driven by a young black 
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