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the veranda of the house itself.) Tarlton’s young ante¬ 
lopes went freely into the country round about, but never 
fled with the wild herds; and they were not only great friends 
with Tarlton’s dogs, but recognized them as protectors. 
Hyenas and other beasts frequently came round the farm 
after nightfall, and at their approach the antelopes fled 
at speed to where the dogs were, and then could not be 
persuaded to leave them. 
We spent a delightful week at Juja Farm, and then 
moved to Kamiti Ranch, the neighboring farm, owned by 
Mr. Hugh H. Heatley, who had asked me to visit him for 
a buffalo hunt. While in the highlands of British East 
Africa it is utterly impossible for a stranger to realize that 
he is under the equator; the climate is delightful and healthy. 
It is a white man’s country, a country which should be filled 
with white settlers; and no place could be more attrac¬ 
tive for visitors. There is no more danger to health inci¬ 
dent to an ordinary trip to East Africa than there is to an 
ordinary trip to the Riviera. Of course, if one goes on a 
hunting trip there is always a certain amount of risk, in¬ 
cluding the risk of fever, just as there would be if a man 
camped out in some of the Italian marshes. But the or¬ 
dinary visitor need have no more fear of his health than if 
he were travelling in Italy, and it is hard to imagine a trip 
better worth making than the trip from Mombasa to Nairobi 
and on to the Victoria Nyanza. 
