African Game Trails 
the settlers, and knowing and understanding farmer who sent over a basket of flowers, 
their needs. A new country in which white now a box of apples from an English settler 
pioneer settlers are struggling with the iron on the hills; now Prinsloo the Boer stopped 
difficulties and hardships of frontier life is to dinner; now the MacMillans—American 
Kermit Roosevelt and cheetah shot by him; 
above all others that in which the officials 
should be men having both knowledge and 
sympathy with the other men over whom 
they are placed and for whom they should 
work. 
My host and hostess, Sir Alfred and Lady 
Pease, were on the best of terms with all 
their neighbors, and their friendly interest 
was returned; now it was the wife of a Boer 
friends, of whose farm and my stay thereon 
I shall speak later—rode over from their 
house on the Mua Hills, with their guest, 
Selous, to take lunch. This, by the way, 
was after I had shot my first lions, and I was 
much pleased to be able to show Selous the 
trophies. 
My gentle-voiced hostess and her daugh¬ 
ter had seen many strange lands and strange 
