African Camp Fires by Stewart Edward White
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[12] I have just heard that this old man survived, and has been singing our praises in Nairobi as the saviour of his life. [13] His name for the.405 Winchester. [14] "Very good, Memba Sasa, thanks very much." XXVIII. DOWN THE RIVER. Relieved now of all anxiety as to water, we had merely to make our way downstream. First, however, there remained the interesting task of determining its source. Accordingly next day we and our gunbearers left the boys to a well-earned rest, and set out upstream. At first we followed the edge of the river jungle, tramping over hard hot earth, winding in and out of growths of thorn scrub and brilliant aloes. We saw a herd of impallas gliding like phantoms; and as we stood in need of meat, I shot at one of them but missed. The air was very hot and moist. At five o'clock in the morning the thermometer had stood at 78 degrees; and by noon it had mounted to 106 degrees. In addition the atmosphere was filled with the humidity that later in the day was to break in extraordinary deluges. |
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