. Scouting for Stanley in East Africa . apyrus swamp of Ngiri. We took possessionof an old boma beside the swamp. On a big tree withinwas carved the inscription G. C. D., Feb. 28, thorn boma, smaller than this, near by, con-tained an oblong mound, and on another tree at itshead was another inscription to the same purport. Here was buried the Honble G. C. Dawnay, ,who, six months before, had been killed by a companion, Mr. Buckley, the celebrated Englishnaturalist, had returned to Mombasa just as we wereleaving. We remembered a request he had made, andtouched up the
. Scouting for Stanley in East Africa . apyrus swamp of Ngiri. We took possessionof an old boma beside the swamp. On a big tree withinwas carved the inscription G. C. D., Feb. 28, thorn boma, smaller than this, near by, con-tained an oblong mound, and on another tree at itshead was another inscription to the same purport. Here was buried the Honble G. C. Dawnay, ,who, six months before, had been killed by a companion, Mr. Buckley, the celebrated Englishnaturalist, had returned to Mombasa just as we wereleaving. We remembered a request he had made, andtouched up the boma around the grave. This gallant sportsman and well-known member ofParliament was a victim to his own intrepidity. Hehad successfully hunted big game in all parts of theworld. He had fearlessly plunged into the thickest ofthe jungle about the Ngiri swamp. In a thicket where,fully aware of the danger, he had magnanimouslyforbidden his gun-bearers to follow, he, within an hour,laid low a buffalo and a lion, stopping the lattrr on the. HUNTING ADVENTURES. 143 charge when but six feet from iiim; and had thenbearded in this dangerous den a second old bull buffalo,the most dangerous animal, at close quarters, in the sportsmans time had come. In the harness heloved so well to wear, he died. Never did Nimrod fallbefore a foe so worthy of his bullets as the grim oldMasai-land boga of the Ngiri swamp. Mr. Dawnay was, at the time of his death, a memberof the Emin Pasha Relief Committee. I shall never for-get the expression of deep and painful interest thatcame into Mr. Stanleys face, as I told him of the fataladventure in the Ngiri swamp, in his camp at Msuwa. Doctor Abbott had a very narrow escape one day,whilst marching at the head of the caravan along acreek known to us as the Ziwa Stream. Without theslightest betrayal of his presence there, a buffalo rushedfrom behind a bush he was passing, and catching him be-tween its horns tossed him into the air. The brute wasfright
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