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ROOSEVELT HUNTING GROUNDS . 
WHERE TO FIND THE COLOBUS MONKEY. 
In this secluded region of clear sweet water, great juniper trees, 
stately ferns and wide-spreading chestnuts, the chattering parrots and 
monkeys also hold high carnival. This special land of canyons and 
botanic luxuriance has been selected by the shy and pretty colobus 
monkey as his own. The region around Kijabe, where the Roosevelt 
hunters shot their first specimens of this species, is virtually deserted in 
comparison with the tropical tangles around the headwaters of the Guaso 
Nyiro. In the early morning the cry of the colobus sounds through 
these dense woodlands, like the rapid grinding of a coffee mill. There 
he sits on a high branch of a juniper so as to be well in the sun, drying 
his fine coat of white and black and his long snowy tail, after his night’s 
sleep in the dewy depths of the woods. It seems a pity to end his little 
life, even for the sake of the Smithsonian Institution, or in the world¬ 
wide interest of natural history. 
TRACKING THE BIG GAME. 
The true modern hunter finds his greatest excitement in the “chase,” 
however great his satisfaction may be in overtaking the big game and 
bringing it to earth ; and in skilful tracking, although the native’s services 
are usually brought into use, the white hunter is often able to give away 
points and still beat the black man at the game he has been playing for 
generations. With all his wonderful keenness of the senses, in which 
he runs so close a race with the big game itself, the black tracker lacks 
the general intelligence of the white to draw the correct conclusion from 
what he sees, hears and smells. But by using the black hunter as his 
tool, his extra hand, the white sportsman gets a combination which lion, 
rhino, buffalo, hippo, wildbeest or antelope find hard to beat. This 
was the union which made the Roosevelt expedition so effective. 
In running down their big game the old hunters in the party, such 
as Selous and Cunninghame, were able to distinguish the animals from 
its spoor or track, as readily as the best natives in the party. They had 
not only seen them in many countries, and on all kinds of soil, but had 
even studied their forms in dozens of books illustrated with reproduced 
photographs. Each native could judge only from his limited experience. 
First, the white hunter realizes that he should learn to distinguish the 
track of a full-grown bull of any species, as the game laws so jealously 
