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of buffalo—the latter quite fresh—but that was all we 
saw of either animal. There were chameleons in this 
bush, and I noticed a kind of squirrel not seen before. 
Dining at the Dak bungalow one evening were 
three white men, all singularly silent and preoccupied. 
Various topics were mooted, but all fell flat. At night 
we were surprised to observe that two of these men 
went to bed in their boots, and with lifles, swords and 
such-like lethal weapons at hand. We learned later 
that one of the three was under arrest for murder, 
the other two being responsible for his safe-keeping ! A 
more agreeable meeting was with Rev. J. A. Wray, who 
for twenty-three years has worked as a missionary at 
Sagalla in the hills above Voi, and with whom we 
travelled to Mombasa. 
Leaving that port by the Messageries Maritimes’ 
steamer Djemnah , we reached home towards the end 
of April. 
