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ing open country, and who were, indeed, merely outlying, 
forest-dwelling members of the lowland tribes. In the deep 
woods we met one old Dorobo, who had no connection with 
any more advanced tribe, whose sole belongings were his 
spear, skin cloak, and fire stick, and who lived purely on 
honey and game; unlike the bastard ’Ndorobo, he was 
ornamented with neither paint nor grease. But the ’Ndo- 
robo who were our guides stood farther up in the social scale. 
The men passed most of their time in the forest, but up 
the mountain sides they had squalid huts on little clearings, 
with shambas, where their wives raised scanty crops. To 
the ’Ndorobo, and to them alone, the vast, thick forest was 
an open book; without their aid as guides both Cuning- 
hame and our own gun-bearers were at fault, and found 
their way around with great difficulty and slowness. The 
bush people had nothing in the way of clothing save a blan¬ 
ket over the shoulders, but wore the usual paint and grease 
and ornaments; each carried a spear which might have a 
long and narrow, or short and broad blade; two of them 
wore head-dresses of tripe —skull-caps made from the in¬ 
side of a sheep’s stomach. 
For two days after reaching our camp in the open glade 
on the mountain side it rained. We were glad of this, be¬ 
cause it meant that the elephants would not be in the bam¬ 
boos, and Cuninghame and the ’Ndorobo went off to hunt 
for fresh signs. Cuninghame is as skilful an elephant 
hunter as can be found in Africa, and is one of the very 
few white men able to help even the wild bushmen at their 
work. By the afternoon of the second day they were fairly 
well satisfied as to the whereabouts of the quarry. 
The following morning a fine rain was still falling when 
