A sporting trip through Abyssinia : a narrative of a nine months' journey from the plains of the Hawash to the snows of Simien, with a description of the game, from elephant to ibex, and notes on the manners and customs of the natives . very one to feast reaching camp at four oclock I heard that freshbuffalo tracks had been found some way to the west ofcamp. While chatting with my men that evening, I heardthe story of my guide Basha Kassa. It seems that hehad at one time been Shum of a district, but hada row with his chief about some taxes, for which theysaid he had not properly accounte
A sporting trip through Abyssinia : a narrative of a nine months' journey from the plains of the Hawash to the snows of Simien, with a description of the game, from elephant to ibex, and notes on the manners and customs of the natives . very one to feast reaching camp at four oclock I heard that freshbuffalo tracks had been found some way to the west ofcamp. While chatting with my men that evening, I heardthe story of my guide Basha Kassa. It seems that hehad at one time been Shum of a district, but hada row with his chief about some taxes, for which theysaid he had not properly accounted. In a fit of angerhe left his post and joined the robber-band, who gladlywelcomed such a promising recruit, and soon gave himcommand of a troop, which he led on several verysuccessful looting expeditions into the country he hadformerly governed. He was, however, finally captured,loaded with chains, and taken to Kino: Tecla Havmanot, 264 A SPORTING TRIP THROUGH ABYSSINIA chap. by whom he was kept a prisoner, but after some timereleased, on promising to reform. Since then he hadbeen acting as a petty officer among Ras Wurgaystroops, and it was owing- to his intimate knowledge ofthe ground, as well as of every inhabitant, whether. Basha Kassa and some of my Followers. law-abiding or otherwise, that he had been selected asmy guide. Next morning we were off at dawn, travelling withthe rising sun behind us, till we found the buffalo tracksalready reported. No less than twenty-six men werewith me, and as each of the twenty-six thought that heought to be in front, and acted up to his opinion, theredid not seem much chance of my seeing the AH judged the tracks to be at least two daysold, I decided to follow them. They took us souththrough thick bush into a bamboo-brake, where the herdhad spent the night, then through more bush to thebed of the Balarse, the banks of which were coveredwith thick jungle. After wandering about feeding for XXIV A FINE ROAN ANTELOPE 265 a time
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