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an old friend, William Lord Smith—‘‘Tiger” Smith—who, 
with Messrs. Brooks and Allen, were on a trip which was 
partly a hunting trip and partly a scientific trip undertaken 
on behalf of the Cambridge Museum. 
From the 'Nzoi we made a couple days’ march to Lake 
Sergoi, which we had passed on our way out; a reed-fringed 
pond, surrounded by rocky hills which marked about the 
limit to which the Boer and English settlers who were tak¬ 
ing up the country had spread. All along our route we en¬ 
countered herds of game; sometimes the herd would be of 
only one species; at other times we would come across a 
great mixed herd, the red hartebeest always predominating; 
while among them might be zebras, showing silvery white 
or dark gray in the distance, topis with beautifully colored 
coats, and even waterbuck. We shot what hartebeests, 
topis, and oribis were needed for food. All over the uplands 
we came on the remains of a race of which even the memory 
has long since vanished. These remains consist of large, 
nearly circular walls of stones, which are sometimes roughly 
squared. A few of these circular enclosures contain more 
than one chamber. Many of them, at least, are not cattle 
kraals, being too small, and built round hollows; the walls 
are so low that by themselves they could not serve for 
shelter or defence, and must probably have been used as sup¬ 
ports for roofs of timber or skins. They were certainly built 
by people who were in some respects more advanced than 
the savage tribes who now dwell in the land; but the grass 
grows thick on the earth mounds into which the ancient 
stone walls are slowly crumbling, and not a trace of the 
builders remains. Barbarians they doubtless were; but they 
have been engulfed in the black oblivion of a lower barbar- 
