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ch. xiv] SLEEPING SICKNESS FLY 
varied with brilliant blue and green. The fires seemed 
to bother the bigger animals hardly at all. The game 
did not shift their haunts, or do more than move in 
quite leisurely fashion out of the line of advance of the 
flames. I saw two oribi which had found a patch of 
short grass that split the fire, feeding thereon, entirely 
undisturbed, although the flames were crackling by some 
fifty yards on each side of them. Even the mice and 
shrews did not suffer much, probably because they went 
into holes. Shrews, by the way, were very plentiful, 
and Loring trapped four kinds, two of them new. It 
was always.a surprise to me to find these tiny shrews 
swarming in Equatorial Africa just as they swarm in 
Arctic America. 
In a little patch of country not far from this camp 
there were a few sleeping-sickness fly, and one or two of 
us were bitten; but seemingly the fly were not infected, 
although at this very time eight men were dying of 
sleeping sickness at Wadelai, where we had stopped. 
There were also some ordinary tsetse fly, which caused 
us uneasiness about our mule. We had brought four 
little mules through Uganda, riding them occasionally 
on safari; and had taken one across into the Lado, 
while the other three, with the bulk of the porters, 
marched on the opposite bank of the Nile from Koba, 
and were to join us at Nimule. 
It was Kermit’s turn for the next rhino, and by good 
luck it was a bull, giving us a complete group of bull, 
cow, and calf for the National Museum. We got it as 
we had got our first two. Marching through likely 
country—burnt, this time—we came across the tracks 
of three rhino, two big and one small, and followed them 
through the black ashes. It was an intricate and diffi¬ 
cult piece of tracking, for the trail wound hither and 
