BACK TO CIVILIZATION 
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Akeleys were remaining some months longer, but 
Stephenson and I were scheduled to leave. 
There were a few busy days in Nairobi. The 
horses were sold, the porters were paid off, the 
trophies were prepared for shipment, and our camp 
outfits and guns were either sold or packed for their 
journey homeward. There were affectionate and 
rather tearful partings from good friends, then 
a quick railway trip to the coast and a day or two of 
waiting in Mombasa. The hunting was over. Now 
it was a mere matter of getting home in ninety 
days, and for variety’s sake we elected to go home 
through India, Java, China, and Japan. I was 
curious to note the changes that those countries had 
undergone since I had last seen them years before. 
We had some mild adventures. The first oc¬ 
curred in Mombasa, and concerns the strange con¬ 
duct of two little white dogs that flashed in and out 
of our lives. 
One day when I returned to my room in the hotel 
at Mombasa I was surprised to find that two small 
dogs had established themselves therein. The room 
boy knew nothing about them; the people around 
the hotel did not remember having ever seen them 
before. No clue to their owner was obtainable, 
and we regarded their advent as something of a 
mild kind of miracle. They played about the room 
as if they had long been there. When we went out 
they were at our heels and in the course of our 
wanderings through the old streets of the town 
the two dogs were always close at hand, or, rather, 
