Through unknown African countries; the first expedition from Somaliland to Lake Lamu . came in contact. April 9. We kept up a noise all night, firing gunsevery few minutes, not only to warn the natives but tokeep the hyenas from coming near and eating the bodiesof the slain that lay outside of the zareba. The morningdawned, and no native had been seen near the camp. Iscanned the country closely with my glasses, and there,far off on the distant plain, was a little body of horsemen,waiting, perhaps, until we marched, to come for their dead,or to see if they could find some unguarded camel. Onewh


Through unknown African countries; the first expedition from Somaliland to Lake Lamu . came in contact. April 9. We kept up a noise all night, firing gunsevery few minutes, not only to warn the natives but tokeep the hyenas from coming near and eating the bodiesof the slain that lay outside of the zareba. The morningdawned, and no native had been seen near the camp. Iscanned the country closely with my glasses, and there,far off on the distant plain, was a little body of horsemen,waiting, perhaps, until we marched, to come for their dead,or to see if they could find some unguarded camel. Onewhite horse, whose rider had fallen, I found grazing nearthe camp, and added to the caravan. Glad to get awayfrom the sight of the dead warriors, who were lying aboutthe camp, we set out in a westerly direction, keeping the ^ He left a boy four years old and a pretty young wife in Aden, to whomI gave one hundred rupees, in addition to the regular wages I owed was profuse in her thanks, and said that with the money I had given hershe would have another husband within a THE BORAN SUE FOR PEACE. 203 caravan in fighting order. There was no use now goingto Abofilato, so I made up my mind to march by the com-pass, in as near a direct Hne as possible, to Lake made our way slowly at first, over fairly open coun-try, in grass up to our knees; but later the bushes beganto increase in number, and after about an hour and a halfwe found ourselves upon a perfectly circular, basin-shapeddepression, at the bottom of which was a pond. I believe this to be the top of a broad mountainwhich once was a volcano; but the basin is all that is leftto mark the crater, which has been nearly filled up. Afterfilling our water-cans, we were just about to march again,when voices were heard behind us calling, Na^eia! Nageia! (Peace! Peace). Stopping the caravan, I or-dered the Boran prisoners to answer that we also wouldhave peace; and then, after repeated shouting, three horse-men ca


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