This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1910 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XI THE GUASO NYERO; A RIVER OF THE EQUATORIAL DESERT When I reached Neri, after coming down from killing my first elephant on Kenia, I was kept waiting two or three days before I could gather eugh Kikuyu porters. As I could t speak a word of their language I got a couple of young Scotch settlers, very good fellows, to take charge of the safari out to where I intended to hunt. There was a party of the King's African Rifles camped at Neri; the powerful-looking enlisted men were from the south, chiefly from one of the rthernmost tribes of Zulu blood, and their two officers were of the best Kipling-soldier type. Then there was ather safari, that of Messrs. Kearton and Clark who were taking some really extraordinary photographs of birds and game. Finally, Goverr and Mrs. Jackson arrived from a trip they had been making round Kenia; and I was much pleased to be able to tell the Goverr, who had helped me in every way, about my bull elephant, and to discuss with him some of the birds we had seen and the mammals we had trapped. A great ingowa, a war-dance of the natives, was held in his hor, and the sight was, as always, one of interest and of a certain fascination. There was an Indian trader at Neri from whom we had obtained donkeys to carry to our elephant camp posho, or food for the porters. He anunced 269 that they were all in readiness in a letter to Cuninghame, which was meant to be entirely respectful, but which sounded odd, as it was couched in characteristic Baboo English. The opening lines ran: Dear K-ham, the donkeys are altogether deadly. At last fifty Kikuyus assembled--they are t able to carry the loads of regular Swahili porters--and I started that moment, though it was too late in the afteron to...