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We were very successful, getting among other things three giant eland, which are great prizes. WE WERE VERY SUCCESSFUL GETTING AMONG OTHER THINGS THREE GIANT ELAND WHICH ARE GREAT PRIZES
expect directly on the Equator, and the brilliant green landscape is fairly painted with even more brilliant flowers, on trees, bush, and vines; while the strange, semi-civilized people are most interesting. The queer little king's Prime Minister, an exceedingly competent, gorgeously dressed, black man, reminds Kermit of a rather civilized Umslopagaar--if that is the way you spell Rider Haggard's Zulu hero. In this little native town we are driven round in rickshaws, each with four men pushing and pulling, who utter a queer, clanging note of exclamation in chorus, every few seconds, hour after hour. THE LAST HUNT Gondokoro, Feb. 27, 1910. DEAREST ARCHIE: Here, much to my pleasure, I find your letter written after the snow-storm at Sagamore. No snow here! On two or three days the thermometer at noon has stood at 115 degrees in the shade. All three naturalists and Mr. Cunninghame, the guide, have been sick, and so Kermit and I made our last hunt alone, going for eight days into the Lado. LY ON THE EQUATOR AND THE BRILLIANT GREEN LANDSCAPE IS FAIRLY PAINTED WITH EVEN MORE BRILLIANT FLOWERS ON TREES BUSH AND VINES WHILE THE STRANGE SEMI CIVILIZED PEOPLE ARE MOST INTERESTING THE QUEER LITTLE KING'S PRIME MINISTER AN EXCEEDINGLY COMPETENT GORGEOUSLY DRESSED BLACK MAN REMINDS KERMIT OF A RATHER CIVILIZED UNSLOW PAG AIR IF THAT IS THE WAY YOU SPELL RIDER HAGGARD ZULU HERO IN THIS LITTLE NATIVE TOWN WE ARE DRIVEN ROUND IN RICKSHAWS EACH WITH FOUR MEN PUSHING AND PULLING WHO UTTER A QUEER CLANGING NOTE OF EXCLAMATION IN CHORUS EVERY FEW SECONDS HOUR AFTER HOUR THE LAST HUNT GONDOCORE OF FEBRUARY TWENTY SEVENTH NINETEEN TEN DEAREST ARCHIE HERE MUCH TO MY PLEASURE I FIND YOUR LETTER WRITTEN AFTER THE SNOW STORM AT SAGAMORE NO SNOW HERE ON TWO OR THREE DAYS THE THERMOMETER AT NOON HAS STOOD AT ONE HUNDRED FIFTEEN DEGREES IN THE SHADE ALL THREE NATURALISTS AND MISTER CUNNINGHAM THE GUIDE HAVE BEEN SICK AND SO KERMIT AND I MADE OUR LAST HUNT ALONE GOING FOR EIGHT DAYS INTO THE LATO
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