Heads of first two big lions shot by Mr. Roosevelt. 
From a photograph by Kerrnit Roosevelt. 
when they went on the war-path. The 
ranch country I -first visited was in what 
was once the domain of the Wakamba, and 
in most of it the tribes still dwell. They are 
in most ways primitive savages, with an 
imperfect and feeble social, and therefore 
military, organization; they live in small 
communities under their local chiefs; they 
file their teeth, and though they wear blan¬ 
kets in the neighborhoods of the whites, 
these blankets are often cast aside; even 
when the blanket is worn, it is often in such 
fashion as merely to accentuate the other¬ 
wise absolute nakedness of both sexes. Yet 
these savages are cattle-keepers and cattle- 
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raisers, and the women do a good deal of 
simple agricultural work; unfortunately, 
they are wastefully destructive of the for¬ 
ests. The settlers evidently much prefer to 
rely upon the natives for unskilled labor 
rather than see coolies from Hindoostan 
brought into the country. The chief of 
each little village is recognized as the offi¬ 
cial headman by the British official, is given 
support, and is required to help the author¬ 
ities keep peace and stamp out cattle dis¬ 
ease—the two most important functions of 
government so far as the Wakamba them¬ 
selves are concerned. All the little tribes 
have their herds of black, brown, and white 
