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manufactures. The fact of the matter was that, in the hurry 
of departure, we had inferior and badly tempered material 
| palmed off on us by the wily shopkeepers on 
II the coast, who are not slow to take advan- 
°f purchasers not quite qualified 
the trade. 
While waiting to organise our new bearers, we all went out 
hunting. I was on the track of a white rhinoceros some three 
miles south of camp, when thirteen shots, fired in rapid succes¬ 
sion from that direction, caused me to hurry home in double 
quick time, with vague possibilities of attack from the natives 
crossing my mind as I ran along. I found the camp, however, 
