72 
EAST AFRICA AND ITS BIG GAME. 
was too cold to sleep, and we were glad to start on 
again at daylight. 
At 7 a.m. we rested for an hour, and while waiting 
for breakfast, I walked half a mile further on, and was 
rewarded by getting one of the best views of Kilima¬ 
njaro that I ever had while in the country, as, except 
very rarely in the early morning or late evening, it is 
almost invariably shrouded in clouds. Now it was 
standing out clear against the morning sky, about 
thirty-five miles off, in all its sublime and majestic 
grandeur, rising straight out of the plain, with its huge 
base sloping gently upwards for about 15,000 feet, 
above which, rising another 5000 feet, are its two 
peaks, Kibo and Kimawenzi. The former is fiat and 
wrapped in a mantle of eternal snow; the latter is of 
lesser elevation and culminates in a pointed and 
broken mass, and these two peaks, some five miles 
apart, are connected by a wide and undulating saddle. 
The first sight of this monster mountain is calculated 
to excite admiration and reverence, and one can easily 
understand that the Masai should regard it with a 
superstitious awe, which induces them to christen it 
Ngai (House of God). 
On my way back to breakfast, I saw two jackals 
and some pretty green parrots with red breasts ; after 
breakfast we marched on till 10 a.m., and then halted 
to serve out water, by this time sorely needed. Here 
we were enlivened by my idiot of a servant (Anole) 
and the two cook boys setting fire to the dry grass out 
of sheer mischief; and as the wind veered round, the 
