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Rocky Mountain chipmunk or Say’s chipmunk, but with 
smaller ears and a longer tail. 
Christmas day we passed on the march. There is not 
much use in trying to celebrate Christmas unless there are 
small folks to hang up their stockings on Christmas Eve, 
to rush gleefully in at dawn next morning to open the 
stockings, and after breakfast to wait in hopping expec¬ 
tancy until their elders throw open the doors of the room 
in which the big presents are arranged, those for each child 
on a separate table. 
Forty miles from the coast the elephant grass began to 
disappear. The hills became somewhat higher, there were 
thorn-trees, and stately royal palms of great height, their 
stems swollen and bulging at the top, near the fronds. 
Parasitic ferns, with leaves as large as cabbage leaves, grew 
on the branches of the acacias. One kind of tree sent 
down from its branches to the ground roots which grew 
into thick trunks. There were wide, shallow marshes, and 
although the grass was tall it was no longer above a man’s 
head. Kermit and I usually got two or three hours’ hunting 
each day. We killed singsing waterbuck, bushbuck, and 
bohor reedbuck. The reedbuck differed slightly from 
those of East Africa; in places they were plentiful, and 
they were not wary. We also killed several hartebeests; 
a variety of the Jackson’s hartebeest, being more highly 
colored, with black markings. I killed a very handsome 
harnessed bushbuck ram. It was rather bigger than a good- 
sized white-tail buck, its brilliant red coat beautifully marked 
with rows of white spots, its twisted black horns sharp 
and polished. It seemed to stand about half way between 
the dark-colored bushbuck rams of East and South Africa 
