oul tgaeystlae shire en iid Dah eet ; he Kite wate! ivapeee ies ee vei on Nea ‘ PS ~ cies rt isis: Nes are et New Bark State Callege of Agriculture Ai Cornell University Ithaca, N. YJ. Library Cornell University Libra “i \ Cornell University Library The original of this book is in the Cornell University Library. There are no known copyright restrictions in the United States on the use of the text. http :/Awww.archive.org/details/cu31924013974229 SEVENTEEN TRIPS THROUGH SOMALILAND AND A VISIT TO ABYSSINIA “ITpUOg v Aq 4no parle sem eyed a4 Jo aansodxe oy, “I6ST Wouvy ‘Aagtmoo vyesfloy, IqQeA ‘AaArYy [equery “OBNOAIG WOOU oY} 4e Uae} YdeIF0j0YT v WOIZ “LYOOSS SIH GNV HOHLNV 3HL SEVENTEEN: TRIPS THROUGH SOMALILAND A VISIT TO ABYSSINIA WITH SUPPLEMENTARY PREFACE ON THE ‘MAD MULLAH’ RISINGS BY Major H. G. C. SWAYNE, R.E. FELLOW OF THE ROYAL GEOGRAPHICAL SOCIETY CORRESPONDING MEMBER OF THE ZOOLOGICAL SOCIETY THIRD EDITION \ WITH NUMEROUS ILLUSTRATIONS AND MAPS LONDON ROWLAND WARD, LIMITED ‘THE JUNGLE,’ 166 PICCADILLY 1903 Note.—Recent press statements that Somdliland is unsurveyed are incorrect, as the Indian Surveys of 1886, 1891, and 1892 were official and in my charge. PREFACE TO THIRD EDITION ON THE “MAD MULLAH” RISINGS Durine the last three years the ‘Mad Mullah” risings in Ogadén, directed against Abyssinia and the tribes of the British Protectorate, have disturbed the interior of the Somali country and made administration difficult. Some mention of this disturbance seems necessary to bring my book up to date; though it should be explained that I have not been actively employed in Somaliland since the time of the Mission to King Menelik. Duty took me to Somaliland at intervals between 1885 and 1897, and duty has latterly kept me in India. When I at last had a chance of going this year I was obliged to decline on the ground of illness. My younger brother has been more fortunate. First joining me on the surveys during 1891 and 1892, after a long absence on active service in Uganda, he returned to Somaliland in 1900 to organise a levy of Somalis against the Mad Mullah. Later he became Commissioner with military charge, and has been promoted for his recent good service. My treatment of this subject is therefore on my own respon- sibility, and I can write from a more or less independent point of view. It is only necessary to point to the chapters of this book, published eight years ago by permission of the authorities at the time, and to facts, of varying accuracy, daily set forth in the press, to find enough material from which to draw fairly correct inferences as to the general conditions which led up to the present trouble. In the tangle caused by the meeting of two sets of interests i ii THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA —those of civilised European States on the one hand, and more or less primitive African races on the other—it is difficult to say what could have been done to stave off what may have been practically inevitable. The main cause of these risings has been simply the sale of arms. Unless civilised Governments work together in these days, one African people will suddenly get a larger share of arms of precision than another, which is certain to at once upset any equilibrium, however long established, that may have existed. Abyssinia has been flooded with modern rifles for the last fifteen years, while for the Somélis the arms are only now begin- ning to leak in. I will show the effect of this later on. The result of their contact with civilisation, to one who has watched the Somalis for nearly twenty years, whether present or from a distance, has known them at their camp fires, and had their interest at heart, gives rise to melancholy reflections. In their primitive state, as I found them in 1885, no people could have been, on the whole, more hospitable to the well- conducted European traveller than the Somalis. I am aware that Sir Richard Burton was attacked in Berbera many years ago, but that was an attack by robbers, an accident which might happen in civilised countries to-day, The British were the favoured race in the interior, and may be to-day for aught I know; and it has been my happy experi- ence to have traversed some fifteen thousand miles of the country, generally as the first white man, with scarcely any of the ordinary hardships of travel. The Somalis were so easily disciplined that dismissal was the only punishment, and tribe after tribe was traversed without real acts of hostility by the natives ; I take no credit for this, for it was the common experience of most sportsmen, and English ladies have fearlessly visited the distant interior prior to the present trouble. We may dismiss recent attacks on the reputation for courage of the Somilis by saying that they have no newspaper defence to set up; their courage, such as it is, has been shown in dozens of instances with game; in their attack on our second Zeyla (Esa) expedition some seventeen years ago, when about twenty of the Esa got into a zeriba containing some two hundred and fifty regular troops, and put the officer in command and some twenty men out of action before they were themselves disposed , PREFACE TO THIRD EDITION ili of ; in their desperate and repeated assaults on Captain M‘Neill’s zeriba at Sanala in 1901; and at Erigo last year, where men were found dead at the muzzles of the guns, Of a definite quality must be the courage of “‘spearmen and archers” who are among those who oppose our troops. On the other hand, we seem to have had among those Somalis helping us numbers of men who would not face the Mullah, were shaken in the fighting, and subject to nervousness, and have shown over-excitability in action ; and it is his intense excitability in action which, according to Captain M‘Neill, detracts from the value of a Somdli as a regular soldier, though as an irregular he is good enough, and when trained seems to be a good scout. I believe a few years of training would do wonders with the Somalis, who are naturally a fighting race. The cause of these opposite conditions may be due to the mercurial temperament of the whole race, the difference in courage of different tribes and of individuals, and a natural proneness to superstition, intensified by the fact that those who are helping us are fighting against their kinsmen (however distant), their religion, and such national feeling as they possess. That a force of raw Somali levies, outnumbered by twenty to one, should, merely with the help of twenty British officers and some Indian drill-instructors and details, have kept the Mullah on the run during the whole of 1901 is the best argument in their favour ; and, after all, it is the Somalis who have had the bulk of the casualties on both sides in all these expeditions. Iam aware that in thus speaking up for the Somdlis I am taking the risk of having my credibility as a witness assailed by any one who does not agree with me; and I expect to be told that I have never visited Somdliland at all. But Captain M‘Neill, who has had more experience of the Somalis in war- time than myself, has, I think, taken on the whole much the game view in his book, which was published later than mine. I propose to show briefly how the present situation with the Mullah has been working up for many years. When Egypt withdrew her Soudan garrisons after the Gordon Relief Expedition, she withdrew also from the city of Harar, lying among its rich coffee-gardens at an elevation of five thousand five hundred feet, and from the more arid Somali coast with its ports of Berbera, Bulhar, and Zeyla. The Soméli coast was taken over by the British and adminis- tered by the Indian Government from Aden; and our interest iv THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA there will be apparent when it is realised that pastoral Soméli- land sends large supplies to this important station ; in the one item of mutton some sixty thousand sheep being sent over annually. The first and most remote cause of the present trouble may be looked for in our attempt to set up Harar, without further support, as an independent state after the Egyptian garrison left. Harar was an Arab state peopled by a mixed population of Arabs, Somalis, Gallas, and half-breeds, collectively called Hararis, the city itself garrisoned by Egypt. It was a magnificent high- land country of agricultural land and tropical forests, often rising to an elevation of some nine thousand feet, if not more ; its slopes descended on the east to Somaliland, and on the west to the great Hawash River depression; beyond was Shoa, one of the kingdoms of Abyssinia. : History tells us of conflicts between Christian Abyssinia and the Mahommedan state of Harar from time to time; but the pine-clad passes of entry from the Hawash were difficult to force and easily defended. Harar was safe and isolated, and the soldiers of Abyssinia and Harar alike were indifferently armed with spears, shields, and antiquated muskets. When Egypt proposed withdrawing from Harar in 1884, two separate missions were sent up from Aden to Harar to report on the military situation, and to facilitate the withdrawal of the Egyptian troops. Harar was practically in our hands, and it is conceivable that could later events have been foreseen, and considering its un- doubted commercial value, it might have remained under our influence. Though the fact was not likely to have been recognised in the state of our knowledge at the time, Harar offered a valuable buffer-state, which, if strengthened and supported, might have kept apart the well-armed Abyssinians, who are Christians, from the badly-armed Somalis, who are Mahommedans. But at that time the influx of arms had scarcely begun, and Abyssinian restlessness was not so apparent. Be that as it may, the British saw the Egyptians safely down to Zeyla, and set up an old Arab family government, that of the Emir Abdillahi, with a comparatively weak escort of Hararis, armed with muskets and rifles, to administer the state in place of the Egyptian authorities. The British officers returned, and the Zeyla expedition, sent PREFACE TO THIRD EDITION v over from Aden to cover the Egyptian retirement through the Esa country, also returned to Aden. For a few years nothing of importance happened. The ad- ministration of Berbera, Bulhar, and Zeyla was established on a sound basis under Indian political officers from Aden; the interior routes were surveyed, and biladiers, or country police, were sent up with the trading caravans to prevent their being raided by robbers, and so keep trade and revenue going. Meanwhile, Abyssinia having been involved in struggles, first with the Dervishes, and later with Italy, a demand for arms arose, and, as I have pointed out in the chapter about Abyssinia, they poured in from Obok and Jibuti through trading houses for some fifteen years, till Abyssinia has been so stocked that small-arm ammunition is piled in the market-places and used as small change. This gave Abyssinia a power and impetus which made her restless. About the year 1887 Ras -Makunan, Menelik’s nephew, occupied Harar and deposed Abdillahi, and filled the Harar Highlands with Abyssinian soldiers; and his “ Fi-Tauraris,” or advanced generals, went eastward among the Somalis, and pushed out permanent fortified posts at Jig-Jiga, Gildessa, and Biyo- Kaboéba. The Abyssinian soldiers in the Harar army of occupation soon ran short of food, and then began the Abyssinian foraging expedi- tions to the Somali tribes, notably the Abbasgul, Rer Ali, Rer Amaden, and river tribes of the upper Webbe Shabeyli. I now return to the British occupation of the coast. Murder cases were constantly coming in to be tried by our magistrates, and our knowledge of the interior being at first a blank, it was necessary to help the administration in identifying localities in the interior in connection with these cases, to survey the trade- routes by rapid reconnaissances. The survey parties, organised and led by myself, had, after running traverses of many thousands of miles, carried the mapping of caravan routes peacefully to Milmil (Gagdéb), two hundred miles inland; and here I may be permitted to pick out from the chapters of this book, as having an important bearing on the present “Mad Mullah” risings, an interesting personal experience. At Gagab, on 25th July 1892, a mullah calling himself Sheikh Sufi, who was not necessarily a very important man, appeared from Eastern Ogddén, from the direction of Mudug, and held a vi THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA meeting of the tribesmen, at which he preached a Jihad or holy war against Abyssinia. On this day, which was also that of the arrival of my survey at this place, a great equestrian display was given by horsemen of the Rer Ali tribe to Sheikh Sufi; and he preached for hours to the crowd squatting in the sandy river- bed. With my brother I stood at the Sheikh’s side for a time. He was polite to us, and asked us to listen to his words, as they were on important matters. Our interpreter helped us to get their drift. Next day, after this mullah had gone, the same horsemen gave a display to ourselves, the mounted minstrels uttering the Mét, to mét (“ Hail! and again hail!”) or royal salute accorded only to a sultan or to the British. As the survey party (which consisted merely of my brother and myself, and an escort of armed camel-men whom we had drilled) left Milmil, the crowds of men, women, and children followed us, clutching hold of our camel bridles and calling out, “The English are good ; lead us against the Abyssinians.” A year later, after my first visit to Ras Makunan, I was back again among these tribes, on my way to the Webbe Shabeyli, and rode Ras Makunan’s mule, and the significant remarks the people made are recorded in the chapter dealing with that journey. There is abundant evidence that the Somalis had no quarrel with the British ; an Englishman could give a bond for wages for trifling services rendered at a distance of three hundred miles inland, and pay on presentation at the coast. This is the ordinary experience of British visitors to primitive races; but . the Somali went further—he had a genuine admiration for the British, whether sportsmen, officials, or Government. The mullahs were the traveller’s best friends ; we gave them Korans and Mahommedan bead rosaries, and they blessed our expeditions. But after the fall of Harar the important arms-question, on which I cannot lay too great a stress, was always present. Modern weapons had for some years been pouring into Abyssinia from sources other than British, while for the Somdalis, the people of our Hinterland, we had, by a wise general rule of African policy, to say nothing of treaties, been unable to allow a single musket through our ports. But the Somalis do not go into the larger issues, and they said, “You have taken our coast ; either protect us against the Abyssinians or let us import arms with which we can protect ourselves,” PREFACE TO THIRD EDITION vii These far-interior tribes had no treaties with us, so we were not bound to them in any way, except in so far as they chose to consider our having occupied the coast a moral obligation to let arms come in. . So the equilibrium became unstable. The Somalis — who with equally good weapons would, in the lower desert country to which they are accustomed, have been able to cope with the Abyssinian mountaineers—were over-awed by the latter, and lost a great deal of their live stock in one way and another. It is well known that Great Britain was on friendly terms with Abyssinia, and it was unreasonable for the Somalis to expect such leadership from us. The mullahs began to supply that leadership, and later on the “Mad Mullah,” by interfering with our protected tribes, drove us to side against him with Abyssinia, thus rendering the struggle doubly holy by arraying a Mahommedan Power against two Christian ones. During part of the time, in the last three years, Abyssinian armies have been co-operating with an expedi- tion, and one or two British officers have accompanied these forces. To go back to 1897. The Abyssinian fortified posts at Gildessa, Biyo-Kabdéba, and Jig-Jiga had been allowed to remain for six or seven years planted on the territory of Somali tribes, but not necessarily British territory; for that had not been delimited, although a previous delimitation had assigned to Italy those very tribes south of Milmil which used to complain to the British about the Abyssinian foraging parties. But Italy, after the Adowa reverse, while retaining this nominal sphere of influence, had not found it necessary to effectively occupy it. So that we find, in the treaty published after the Rennell Rodd: Mission, this territory left outside the British Protectorate, yet effectively occupied by no one, and subject to incursions by the Abyssinians or the mullahs. Also the territory round the three Abyssinian forts already named was left outside the British Protectorate, and fell to Abyssinia. Now we come down to 1900. In 1898 or thereabouts the British Foreign Office took over the administration of British Somaliland from the Government of India, and in 1900 we find our administration made difficult by one Mahommed Abdulla called the “ Mad Mullah.” He was born at Kirrit in the Dolbahanta country, and is therefore presumably a pure Somali. He seems to have drawn viii - THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA to himself a body of the South-Eastern tribesmen, and made the neighbourhood of Mudug a base for his campaign (mainly directed against Abyssinia), and to have come into conflict with our pro- tected tribes. Although called mad, he seems to me to have been part of the propaganda in which Sufi and other mullahs like him were engaged. Such mullahs have at intervals arisen in South-Eastern Ogddén in the past, and their recrudescence may always be expected. In 1893, in my two journeys to the Webbe, I found this Jihad-preaching going on briskly, and also the Abyssinian expeditions going into Ogddén. In 1897, when at Harar, I saw several mule-loads of rusty rifles being brought in prior to being returned to store, said to have been the property of Abyssinian soldiers killed in fights with the Gallas and Somalis, and I also passed several Somali prisoners of war being marched up. At the end of 1900 my brother, passing through Aden, was given a commission to raise, with the help of twenty British officers and some Indian drill-instructors, a Somali levy of some one thousand five hundred men—infantry, mounted infantry, and camel corps—against Mahommed Abdulla. We are indebted to Captain M‘Neill, in his book In Pursuit of the Mad Mullah, for a compact account of contemporary Somali history during 1901, and I shall quote freely from that work, On Ist January 1901 the force did not exist, but on the 22nd of May it started from Burao to cross the Waterless Haud plateau and attack the Mullah. My brother had raised it in little over four months, out of Somalis who, previous to this, had not the slightest idea of military life or work, or anything connected with it, who were, a few months before, rejoicing in the acquisition of a spear or bargaining for the possession of an oryx-hide shield. I use Captain M‘Neill’s words. By 31st May 1901 the little force was halted at Sanala, and having captured three thousand five hundred camels and a quantity of other stock, a zeriba was formed to shelter these under the command of Captain M‘Neill, with three officers and three hundred and seventy Somali riflemen and a few spearmen. At the same time, Colonel Swayne went south-east with the rest of his troops formed into a flying column, to look for the Mullah, or at any rate get across his line of retreat, should he try to recover all this stock by an attack on Sanala. No sooner had this flying column left Sanala than on the * PREFACE TO THIRD EDITION ix afternoon of 2nd June the Mullah attacked M‘Neill’s zeriba with a force of some five hundred horse and two thousand foot, he and Sultan Nur and Hadji Sudi watching from the low hills. They were repulsed, but returned to the attack after dark, many men being shot touching the zerfba. Before nine, on the 3rd, they attacked five thousand strong, never getting nearer than within one hundred and fifty yards of the upper zeriba, approaching close enough to throw spears into the lower zeriba. In the two days’ fighting the enemy lost about six hundred, one hundred and eighty dead being counted on the field ; M‘Neill lost eighteen in killed and wounded. The Mullah fled, and on 4th June blundered into Colonel Swayne’s flying column which had “zert- baed” up across his path in the Odergoia valley. The Mullah, Sultan Nur, and Hadji Sudi with a body of horsemen rode almost into Colonel Swayne before they knew of the presence of his force, and fire was opened, but the Maxim jammed. Then Colonel Swayne with the mounted troops began a headlong chase, pursuers and pursued vanishing through a narrow opening to the east, and the pursuit being continued in daylight and dark, over unknown country for fifty miles to Annaharigleh, the men and animals going to the last stage of exhaustion and many horses dying. The remainder of the flying column reached Annaharigleh on 6th June, finding the Mullah’s line of retreat strewn with corpses. The Mullah had thus been chased well out of British into Italian territory. The force reconcentrated at Lassader about 17th June. Pending authority to follow the Mullah into Italian territory, Colonel Swayne moved from Bohotleh against the Arasama and Allegiri sections of the Dolbahanta tribe, who had helped the Mullah, and while concentrating at Bohotleh captured two thousand camels and about fifteen thousand sheep. On 26th, at 1.45 a.m., they attacked the Allegiri Karias and captured more stock, and on 8th July we find the main body again back at Bohotleh. Hearing of the Mullah’s return to British territory, Colonel Swayne left Bohotleh on 9th July to attack him; and on the evening of 16th July we find the force at Kur Gerad about to make an early morning attack on the Mullah, the latter being in position with a large force, including over six hundred rifle- men, at Fir-Diddin. On 17th the force started at 2 a.m. and made a successful night march, and the advanced mounted troops, accompanied by x THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA a force of Mahmoud Gerad horsemen, fell in with the Mullah’s riflemen well posted. The Mahmoud Gerad, a tribe noted for bombast, promptly fled, and the mounted troops, hard pressed, fell back with some loss, Captain Friederichs being killed whilst attempting to help a wounded man. On the reserve infantry coming up, the Mullah retired in a hurry, water-vessels, camel-mats, and other of his belongings being scattered on the ground ; he fled without stopping for four days, till he had put the Haud between himself and his enemies. Our loss at this action of Fir-Diddin was one British officer and eleven men killed, and one British officer (Lieut. Dickinson) and seventeen men wounded. Fifty of the enemy’s dead were counted, two of these being the Mullah’s brothers, and many more were killed in the pursuit. A thousand more camels were captured. The force returned to Kur-Gerad by nine on 17th. In the course of ten weeks, my brother had, with raw levies, defeated the Mullah in three fights and twice chased him out of British territory. Soon after these fights Colonel Swayne started for London, the successful operations having been brought to a close by orders from England. But next year (1902), the Mullah having entered British territory a third time, my brother was sent out to prepare another force against him. I will not follow the extended operations in the earlier part of 1902, the punishment of hostile tribes, the large captures of stock, and measures on the British coast to prevent gun-running. In June 1902 Colonel Swayne left Damot to attack the enemy, and killed some one hundred and fifty in a chase of eighty miles, took four thousand camels and twelve thousand sheep, with a loss to himself of twelve killed and wounded ; another capture was made at that time of four hundred and fifty camels and five thousand sheep. In the autumn of 1902 we find him following up the Mullah with an extraordinarily mobile force, carrying its water and rations, across the hundred miles’ stretch of waterless Haud ; he having fled to the Mudug oasis on the farther side, well out of British territory, thus having been driven out for at least the third time. At Erigo in the Haud, on 6th October, the Mullah seems to PREFACE TO THIRD EDITION xi® have prepared an ambush of rifle-pits, and, whilst my brother was marching towards them through the worst and blindest bush that the Haud produces, to have advanced and opened fire and also made a sudden flank counter-attack by two thousand spearmen on the transport. The.bush was so thick that in places not more than five men could see each other. This Erigo action was a desperately contested affair. I have before me an account published in the Daily Mazl, 27th October 1902, and other accounts. Owing apparently to the transport having gone on and over- lapped the fighting-line when it halted, the camels were thrown into confusion and stampeded, and hand-to-hand fighting ensued. The enemy attacked with great courage in the face of fire from some two thousand rifles, machine guns, and two seven-pounders, Within a belt of twenty to twenty-five yards of the front face alone, sixty-two bodies were counted, forty of which were recognised as Hadjis and Mullahs. The six leaders of the enemy’s force were killed; prisoners reported that, besides a large number of spearmen, one hundred and thirty-five Dervish riflemen had been killed; and Colonel Swayne relates in one published official account that the enemy charged up so close to the guns that their clothing was set on fire by the discharges of grape-shot. Colonel Phillips was killed while rallying his men, and Lieutenant Everett wounded while attending him; Captain Angus fell while serving his guns in a most determined manner; Captain Howard was also wounded. Colonel Cobbe continued to serve the guns with only one Somali sergeant, and for this and another deed has since received the Victoria Cross. On our side the casualties were fifty-six levies and forty-three transport spearmen killed, and eighty-four levies and transport wounded. Colonel Swayne, in two charges led by himself in person, finally drove off the enemy, who retired defeated. The force then formed zerfba. The enemy had got a lot of the stampeded camels, which must have run for miles, and a Maxim, which had never come into action, but had been dropped by its carriers in the first confusion. At 5 p.m. the enemy began to show up again, and Colonel * Swayne with three companies went out and drove them off, recovering the stampeded camels, though the Maxim could not be found. xii THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA Next day the force moved six miles to an open plain where there was water, and in spite of a three days’ halt was not again molested, The Mullah had been badly beaten, and save for the unfortunate loss of the Maxim the whole honours of the fight indisputably rested with my brother. I wish to lay stress on the fact that the fight of Erigo happened over six months ago, and though the many times larger and more costly force which started from Obbia and Berbera this year has with great energy been chasing him to Mudug, Galadi, and towards Gerlogubi, he has never once come on with his regular force since that fight, nor has he appeared in person. After the fight at Erigo, my brother, finding that his force, while successfully repulsing the enemy, had been badly mauled and confidence in some measure shaken, and finding himself not strong enough to follow up the enemy to Mudug, the heart of his country, without reinforcements, very properly decided to retire. A retirement under such circumstances is the most difficult operation in war. The Mullah must, with his horsemen, naturally have kept a watch on the movements of the force during the days subsequent to the action, and a precipitate retirement might have encouraged the enemy to attack the column on the march and brought on a possible disaster. My brother there- fore halted three days as before mentioned, thereby, no doubt, leading the Mullah to suppose he meant to pursue; and then the retirement was made in an orderly manner, no article of camp equipage being left behind, or anything thrown away likely to point to haste. In due course the force reached Bohotleh in safety.} I maintain that it was because of the extremely severe handling at Erigo that the Mullah neither molested my brother in the retirement nor seriously opposed the expedition of this year. At the date of writing, the first stand that can be called serious was reported under date 11th April 1903, to the south- west of Galadi, where several of the enemy were killed and some two thousand camels captured ; but the stand can scarcely have been a determined one by the Mullah’s best troops, for our casualties reported are one, and I believe I am right in saying— 1 Colonel Swayne, after seeing the force into safety, was struck down by fever, and returned to England dangerously ill. PREFACE TO THIRD EDITION xiii” though I am open to correction, and really it does not matter much—that this is the first casualty in action recorded up to date to the Mullah’s credit since Erigo last year. I say up to date, because in following up the Mullah’s flocks more skirmish- ing may be expected. I do not think the Mullah will attack a zeriba again, nor attack in the open, and he will probably not come on until he is desperately cornered or sees a certain chance of scoring, which we, if it isa mere case of fighting, may rely on picked troops, like our British and Boer Mounted Infantry, Bikanir Camel Corps, and Sikhs, to prevent.1 As to the chances of his being captured, he has been moved towards the north-west, the right direction, and his prestige must have been much diminished by the chasing about he has had. It is said his followers are dispersing, and we may confidently expect captures of his stock at the present time by the British and Abyssinian forces. But the rainy season is coming on, when for some eight months there may be abundant pools and grass at any time, even in the Haud; it is his mancuvring time, while the dry Jilél—that is, January, February, and March—has been the season of least mobility for him. I therefore expect renewed activity from the Mullah any time in the next eight months. These advantages of grass and water will at the same time help our troops, always provided we have sufficient camels to carry the impedimenta. There is little likelihood of the Mullah playing our game by attacking us unless he is obliged to; but a large capture of stock might have the desired effect, as the herdsmen belonging to the tribes which lose camels can generally pluck up courage to try and get them back, and.‘‘sitting over a bait,” though not in the strategy books, is a good practical way of bringing on a fight in Somaliland. The attack on M‘Neill’s zeriba shows this. If the Mullah does get off this year it must be with a wholesome fear of our Protectorate, which, by the way, he has never entered since he was driven out the third time by my brother in the operations previous to the fight at Erigo last October. 1 This was written before the annihilation of the flying column under Col. Plunkett on 17th April. Lonpon, 21st April 1903. POSTSCRIPT Sincr the above was written, important news has come in. It now appears that throughout the present campaign the Mullah has been drawing our forces further and further inland with the intention of striking an unexpected blow. , The telegrams lately published state that on 16th April, at a point some fifty miles north-west of Galadi, there was a fight in which Captain Chichester, Somali Mounted Infantry, was killed and three men wounded, the enemy’s riflemen being beaten off with a loss of fifteen men killed. Next day, 17th April, Colonel Cobbe, being short of water and having decided to retire on Galadi, sent out Captain Olivey and another officer, each with a company of the King’s African Rifles (Yaos), to reconnoitre ; and the former having located the enemy, Colonel Plunkett was sent to reinforce Olivey ; the combined force then advanced. The Mullah, with some two thousand horse and ten thousand spearmen and riflemen, attacked and broke the British square; and when all the ammunition was exhausted, a bayonet charge was made with the object of getting clear ; but only forty Yaos, thirty-four of whom were wounded, got through to Colonel Cobbe’s force. The remainder—that is, Colonel Plunkett and nine British officers, two British signallers and the whole of the detachment of the 2nd Sikhs, forty-eight in number, and one hundred and nineteen Yaos and fourteen followers—were killed ; and the two Maxims were lost. Colonel Cobbe, who must, I gather, have had only something over three hundred men, sent for reinforcements, and was reinforced next day, and on 19th met General Manning some twenty miles outside Galadi, to which place the combined force retired without further fighting, the enemy having gone back to Wardér. That is the history of the latest British disaster so far as can be gathered from telegrams, The enemy, who are Somali Dervishes (and must not be confused with those of the Soudan), are described as fighting with fanatical bravery, their dead ‘‘ piled in heaps” in front of the Maxims, and are said to have lost two thousand men. A ‘‘ Dervish” is simply a poor Mahommedan, and has come to mean a fanatic. The Mullah is reported to have altogether from two thcusand to three thousand well-armed mounted men, and eighty thousand spearmen, though this is probably exaggerated. They are drawn from the Dolbahanta, Mijerten, and Ogadén Somali tribes, with some Gallas and Adone negroes from the Webbe. ; There has been another fight on the Bohotleh side (Berbera line of communication), Major Gough’s flying-column being fiercely attacked on 22nd April, and having to retire after beating off the enemy’s riflemen with a loss of one hundred to one hundred and fifty. Our loss was Capts. Godfrey and Bruce and thirteen men killed, and four British officers and twenty-eight men wounded, There are several scattered parties and posts now in Somaliland, any of which may be attacked; so that reinforcements may be needed. ‘The next eight months will be the best fighting months, when there is grass and water, favourable for the operations of mounted men like the South Africans and Bikanir Camel Corps, of whom small units have already been in the recent fighting. Lonpvon, 27th April 1903. sae ame ] | ! ! i id I ayes iyo a Kabobe < ne ‘ 1 * 1 Na. me ! | Gildessa = ‘ | 7 N Tr I K . BeRITISH SOMALILAND! Jigdiga \, HARRAR sok DOLBAHAN TA ' ae Oe. Erk Fe 77 AB BASGUL iss eo Sanala e A ys Z de r A OD ae Odergoia x \ i / | -Gagab ~ ~ Bonotlen : 4 Rer Ali Pag AMMEN ORE tol Gerad) Damot 4 RER AMADEN Gerlagubs Galaal Be) Galkayu ss I DEDICATE THIS BOOK TO MY BRAVE AND INTELLIGENT SOMALI FOLLOWERS PREFACE TO SECOND EDITION Since the first edition was published the wave of exploration, which reached its greatest intensity about the years 1892-94, has swept over parts of Somaliland in common with other countries. When the writer first visited the interior in 1885 there were no Europeans; the whole region, except where Sir Richard Burton had left a single thread of exploration, was one great blank on the map. To the east, near the Horn of Africa, Georges Revoil had made extended explorations and done valu- able work near the coast ; and the caravan of Mr. F. L. James -was in the beginning of 1885 just returning from the adventurous journey to the Shabéleh River. Behind the Maritime Hills some twenty miles inland lay nothing but the unknown tribes. The same was the case with the Mombasa Hinterland farther south. Mombasa itself was merely a primitive village with a Mission station at Rabai; and the wilds of Ukambani were left untouched except where the caravans for Uganda hurried over the dreaded Nyika to the uplands of the interior. The word “Masai” bore a terrible significance to the Wa-Kamba. The Tana and Ozi Rivers and Belezoni Canal, which the writer visited in 1888, had been explored by about half a dozen white men, and his cance was followed in broad daylight by schools of hippopotami, swimming quietly alongside. All this is changed now. Turning to the Somali frontier, in 1885 the little Arab state of Harar seemed far more important than distant Abyssinia, which had not then begun to import modern breechloaders by thousands from French merchants at Obok and Jibuti, to be turned later against the gallant soldiers of Italy. Abyssinia has awakened since; has absorbed Harar and become a factor in Somali politics ; has further, with the help of these weapons in the hands of tireless mountaineers, gained successes over Italy which have spurred Abyssinian ambition and turned this x THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA kingdom, isolated for centuries, again into a restless military empire. There is no doubt that North-East Africa of to-day is still a good field for the shikdri, as are Ladak and the ranges near Kashmir, and parts of India; but much of the romance has gone as country after country has been opened up. The writer considers it a great privilege to have known what may be called the Africa of yesterday ; to have been able to take into the interior books like those of Gordon-Cumming and others, and to have read them while leading the life their authors led. It isa privilege also to have seen the Abyssinian army while still re- taining its picturesque splendour of gold and silver and colour, and its ancient organisation, unspoilt by any attempts to mas- querade in European uniforms. As regards the Somaliland hunting-grounds, prices have risen, lions have been reduced in number, and elephants have been driven away. The shooting has been doubly curtailed, most of Guban, the coast country, including the Habr Awal and Gadabursi countries, being now reserved for the sport of officers stationed at Aden; while the treaty with King Menelik in 1897 has left many of the old shooting-grounds, including the whole of Ogddén and the Webbe, out of the British Protectorate. This loss of sport is perhaps less to be regretted than the exigencies of State, which have obliged us to disappoint a vast number of tribes in the Hinterland who had always hoped to be included within the British sphere of influence. THE AUTHOR. PREFACE TO FIRST EDITION SoMALILAND, the new British Protectorate, is in some respects one of the most interesting regions of the African Continent. In the present daily life of its natives we have represented to us something of the wandering patriarchal existence of Biblical times. The country contains ruins which probably date back to a period of very ancient civilisation. It is, moreover, the threshold to the mysterious nomad Galla tribes who inhabit the land between the Gulf of Aden and the Great African Lakes. Somaliland is the home of many varieties of African large game, and affords one of the best and most accessible of hunting- grounds to be found at the present time. In the intervening years between 1884 and 1893, professional duties necessitated my undertaking several journeys in Somali- land, with the object of exploration. In the intervals between these journeys I devoted my periods of leave to hunting in that country. During a period of nine years I undertook seventeen separate journeys to the interior, and so became familiar with the chief elements of interest to be found there. At the outset of my travels my age was twenty-five. I enjoyed absolute freedom of movement, and at this period had full control of a small escort of Indian cavalry. The sense of responsibility, and the prospect of exploring new country, filled me with delight and awakened my faculties. When I first entered the interior of Somaliland, in 1885, it was practically an untraversed country ; and hitherto, though unjustly so, it had always borne the reputation of being the desert home of bigoted and ferocious savages. My principal object in writing this book is to present phases of life in nomadic North-East Africa, and to supply detailed information of a nature that might prove useful to travellers and sportsmen who wish to visit that country. As my brother xii THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA and I have always been pioneering, the men who have followed in our footsteps have naturally had better opportunities for sport than we had, and I only give such of my more successful sporting experiences as will assist me in my main object of giving a general portrait of the country. With reference to the following pages of my book, I may say that I merely present a collection of facts. To write a continuous narrative of my movements, in a manner to hold the interest of the reader throughout, requires a special literary gift such as I do not possess. The careful notes of all that came within the observation and experience of my brother and myself, during our ten thousand miles of wanderings with camel caravans, are here collected and presented in their most simple form. Most of the illustrations are direct reproductions of my own drawings, representing incidents I have seen, for the artistic merit of which I must beg my readers’ indulgence. My thanks are due to Brigadier-General J. Jopp, C.B., A.D.C., British Resident at Aden; and to Lieut.-Colonel E. V. Stace, C.B., Political Agent and Consul for the Somali Coast ; and to many officers of the Aden Political Staff under whom I have been employed, or with whom I have been associated, for many kindnesses and hospitalities extended to me in Aden and the Somali Coast ports. Also to my brother, Captain E. J. E. Swayne, 16th Bengal Infantry, for the use of his journals and sketches, for all his valuable and indefatigable assistance, to say nothing of his saving my life in a plucky and skilful manner under circumstances the difficulty of which only sportsmen can fully appreciate. My best thanks are also due to Prince Boris Czetwertynski and Mr. Seton Karr for having given me permission to reproduce some of their beautiful and artistic photographs ; to Captain H. M. Abud, Assistant Resident at Aden, for many hospitalities, and for his kindness in having supplied me with the historical notes given in the first chapter. T am also greatly indebted to Lieut.-General E. . Chapman, C.B., Director of Military Intelligence, and to Lieut.-Colonel J. K. Trotter, and other officers of the Intelligence Staff, for having permitted me to use and to copy a reduction of my routes, which was made under their direction ; and also to Mr. W. Knight for the excellent manner in which he has designed and drawn the maps which accompany this book. My third chapter is rewritten from articles which have already been published in the Meld in 1887, and I have to thank the Editor PREFACE TO FIRST EDITION xiil of that journal for his courtesy in having allowed me to make use of them here. Ihave to thankfully acknowledge the kindness of Dr. P. L. Sclater, Secretary of the London Zoological Society, for having permitted me to rewrite and amplify, in my supplementary chapter, two papers upon Antelopes which were written by me for that Society and published in its Proceedings. Finally, I would express my gratitude to Mr. Rowland Ward, who has devoted so much valuable time and experience to the production of my book. THE AUTHOR. CONTENTS CHAPTER I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY Division of classes in Somaliland—The trading caravans from Ogadén and Harar—Habits of the nomad tribes—The Somali brokers—The outcaste races and their characteristics—The settlements of the mullahs—The Somali, his character—Religion—Costume and weapons—Condition of women—Marriage laws—Industries of women—Blood money—Feuds— Native councils—Respect tor the English—Somali vanity—The dibdlteg ceremony—Influence of religion—JInfluence of civilisation — Religious observances—Superstitions—Carelessness—The origin of the Somali race —Tracing descent for twenty-two generations—Arab descent—Tribal customs—Plurality of wives—Adoption of prefix Ba to names of children —Somali nomenclature—Nicknames—Tribal divisions—“ Brothers of the shield’””—Ruins, cairns, and graves—Frontier raids between the Gallas and the Somdlis—Boldness of southern tribes—The Golbanti Gallas—The Wa-pokémo negroes of the Tana-—Origin of the Gallas— The Esa tribe —The Gadabursi tribe — Evidences, of former highly- organised races in Somdliland—Interesting remains—Old Galla ruins— Curious legend to account for cairns—The robbers’ cover—Baneful influence of feuds ‘ : ‘ . Pages 1-26 CHAPTER II THE NOMADIC LIFE Varieties of camel—Somali camel willing and gentle—Method of loading camels—On the march—Weight of loads—Marching hours—Scourges, gadflies, ticks, and leeches—Firing camels—Sore back—Camel food— Grazing customs—Breeding habits of Somali camels—The milk-supply of she-camels—Description of Somali ponies—Fodder—Ticks—Donkeys —Their usefulness in Somaliland —Cattle—Cow’s milk —Ghee— Hides exported to America—-Sheep and goats—Powers of subsisting without water—Camel-meat and mutton the favourite meal of Somalis—The xvi THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA annual movements of trading caravans governed by seasons—Duration of seasons—Great heat—Movements of the nomad tribes— Caravan marauders—Tribal fights—Gangs of highway robbers—Methods of the raiders—English scheme of protection popular—Trade greatly injured through insecurity of routes—A peculiarity of the Somali guide— Mysterious strangers— Remarkable faculties of adaptability in the Somali —Baneful effect of civilisation i . Pages 27-42 CHAPTER III BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 Start from Berbera—The first koodoo—First herd of elephants seen ; elephant bagged with a single shot—Fresh start with another caravan—Waller’s gazelle bagged — Mandeira ; delightful headquarters— The Issutugan river —Herd of elephants found—Elephant hunt at Jalélo, and death of a large bull— Our night camp—Camp at Sobat—Elephants heard trumpeting at night—Interesting scene; a herd of sixty elephants— Two elephants bagged—Camp at Hembeweina; lions round camp— A herd of elephants in the Jalélo reeds—Long and unsuccessful hunt— Tusks stolen by a caravan—Lions roaring round the Hembeweina camp at night—Visit of Shiré Shirmaki and thirty horsemen—lInteresting scene—A row in camp—News of a solitary bull at Eil Danan—Exciting hunt ; horsemen manceuvring a vicious elephant, and death of the bull— Return to Berbera é : 3 : ‘ . 48-73 CHAPTER IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS Early trips to the coast—Disturbed state of Bulhar—Stopping a fight—Two skirmishes—First exploring trips —Hostility of the natives—An unlucky trip—Start with my brother to explore the Habr Toljaala and Dolbahanta countries on duty—Camp on Gdlis Range—Theodolite station at 6800 feet—Enter the waterless plains—Advance to the Tug Dér—News of raiders ahead, and of Col. A. Paget’s party—Dolbahanta horsemen— Advance to the Nogal Valley—Constantly annoyed by the Dolbahanta— Prehistoric tank and buildings at Badwein—Advance to Gosaweina— More horsemen—Insecure border, and scene of a raid—Explore Bur Dab Range—Robbers’ Caves—Exploration by my brother on Wagar Mountain —Lovely scenery—Return to Berbera—Start on a second expedition to the Jibril Abokr country—The top of Gan Libah—A new hartebeest— Death of a leopard—Hargeisa—Natives clamouring for British protection against Abyssinia—Bold behaviour of a leopard—Advance to the Marar Prairie-—Camp at Ujawaji— Extraordinary scene on the prairie — Quantities of game—Gadabursi raid—Jibril Abokr welcome of the English—A shooting trip on the plains—News of three lions—Vedettes CONTENTS xvii posted over lions—Advance to the attack—Savage charge ; unconscious and in the clutches of a lioness—My brother’s account of the accident— His own narrow escape, and death of a fine lion—Civility of the Jibril Abokr—Abyssinian news—Return to the coast—Recovery from wounds —Third expedition ; to the Gadabursi country—Great raid by the Jibril Abokr on the Bahgoba—Curious adventure with robbers—Betrayed by vultures—Raiding tactics—First meeting with the Gadabursi—Meeting with Ugaz Nur—tThe rival sultans—Construction of an Abyssinian fort at Biyo-Kabéba—Esa in a ferment—Speech of Mudun Golab—My brother bags a large bull elephant—March to Zeila . Pages 74-113 CHAPTER V A RECONNAISSANCE OF THE ABYSSINIAN BORDER, 1892 First news of Abyssinian aggression—Start for Milmil—Unfortunate Bulhar —Across the “Haud” waterless plateau—Extraordinary landscape— Sudden meeting with the Rer Ali—Their consternation and pleasant greeting—News of a raid—Water-supply statistics—Great display at Milmil in honour of Au Mahomed Sufi—Agitation against Abyssinia— Unsuccessful lion hunt—Display in honour of the English—Interesting scene—The vulture-like elders—Success of an Arab pony—Our camp at Tili—The “Valley of Rhinoceroses”—Two rhinoceros hunts—Four bagged —Death of a bull rhinoceros—The Waror wells—Abbasgul complaints against Abyssinia— First meeting with Abyssinians — Disturbed country—English sportsmen met at Hargeisa—Fresh start from Hargeisa—Incessant rains—Thousands of hartebeests near Gumbur Dig—Scouting for the Abyssinians—Visit to the Abyssinian fort at Jig-Jiga—We approach Gildessa—The caravan imprisoned by the Abyssinians —Embarrassing situation—A letter to Ras Makunan of Harar—Exciting time at Gildessa—We retire by night—The answer of the Ras—March to Zeila . : 7 , ‘ . 114-146 CHAPTER VI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 Project to explore Gallaland—News of Colonel Carrington’s party—A Bulhar feud—Start from Bulhar—Gadabursi dance to the English—Esa raid— A rival sportsman—Awalé Yasin breaks his leg—Native surgery— Adventures with leopards—Following a wounded leopard by moonlight —A plucky home charge—Exciting encounter—A beisa hunt—On the Marar Prairie again—Quantities of game—Arrival at Jig-Jiga, and visit from Abyssinians—Attempted arrest of the caravan by an Abyssinian general — Exciting adventure — Arrival of Gabratagli— Character of Banagusé—A letter to the ‘Ras—Interviews with Banagisé—Bertiri com- plaints against Abyssinians—An answer from the Ras—Picturesque XVili THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA journey to Harar—Hospitality of Basha-Basha, an Abyssinian general— Enter Harar—Meet Signor Felter—First interview with the Ras in the audience-room—Entertained by Allaka Gobau Desta—My servant wounded—Meet Count Salimbeni, M. Guigniony, and the Archbishop of Gallaland—Interviews with the Ras and exchange of presents— Farewells in Harar—Leave Harar for the Webbe . Pages 147-176 CHAPTER VII FIRST JOURNEY TO THE WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER, 1893 Form an ambush over the pool at Kuredelli—A rhinoceros wounded— Unsuccessful hunt after the rhinoceros — Two lions seen — Another rhinoceros wounded at the pool; three lionesses arrive; interesting moonlight scene—A lioness drinks, and is wounded—Death of the lioness — Follow and bag the rhinoceros—Exciting hyena-hunt with pistol and knife—Abbasgul fight— Unsuccessful rhinoceros -hunt—We march into the monsoon—Waller’s gazelle wounded by me and pulled down by a leopard—Death of the leopard—Camp again at TwWli—Two rhinoceroses bagged ; furious charge—'l'he Sheikh Ash, a friendly tribe —A leopard in camp—Ampbush at the Garba-aleh pool; leopard and hyena bagged—Abundance of game—First enter zebra country—Man- eating lions at Durhi—Maliugur at Durhi—Elephant-hunting in Daghatto Valley ; a bull bagged—Large number of elephants-—Interesting scene in Daghatto—Leopards seen—Uninhabited country —Difficulty in finding the Rer Amaden tribe—Halt at Enleh and send out scouts . 177-198 CHAPTER VIII FIRST JOURNEY TO THE WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER (continued) Our camp at Enleh—Success of the Lee-Metford rifle—A beisa hunt— Abundance of game—A night alarm—Attempt to catch a zebra foal— Strange voices in the bush—News of the Rer Amaden—Jama Deria— Advance into the Amaden country—Meeting with Sheikh Abdul Kader at Dambaswerer—-Friendly reception by the Rer Amdden—Decile to make a dash for Imé—Fine view of the Webbe Valley—Difficulty and expense of a Somali outfit—Close to Imé ; doubtful as to our weleome— Cordiality of the Adone or Webbe negroes—Council of the elders ; desire for an English treaty—Kind hospitality of Gabba Oboho, chief of Imé —A word for British management at the coast—Invited to return to the Webbe—Shoot two waterbuck—Return to Dambaswerer—Jama Deria at home—Galla raids—Extraordinary vitality of a Somali—Jama Deria’s avarice—Reputation of Ras Makunan—Beisa shot—A lion roars at night—Lion surprised stealing the carcase—Exciting hunt, and death of the lion—Sit up for lion at Durhi—Melancholy episode; Daura CONTENTS xix Warsama killed by a man-eater-—Unsuccessful hunt—Clarke’s gazelle bagged—Beisa bagged—aArtificial tanks—Form a camp for koodoo- hunting at Mandeira . i i Pages 199-224 CHAPTER IX THREE WEEKS’ KOODOO-STALKING ON GOLIS RANGE, 1893 Our hunting camp in the mountains—The “Rock of the Seven Robbers” -—Exciting koodoo hunt; death of a splendid koodoo—My shooting costume—Triumphant return to camp—Unsuccessful koodoo hunt— March to Henweina—Unsuccessful hunt after koodoos—Bag a bull—A charming spot—Dog-faced baboons—Alarm note of the koodoo cow— Picturesque bivouac—Cedar-trees in Mirso—A leopard caught with a piece of rope and speared by the Somdlis—March to Armaleh Garbadir —The great Massleh Wein bull—Exciting hunt ; success of the Martini ; a glorious koodoo—Return to the coast : : 225-238 CHAPTER X SECOND JOURNEY TO THE WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER, 1893 The new caravan—Pass Lord Delamere’s party—Captain Abud in camp at Hargeisa—Sheikh Mattar—Cross the Haud, and arrive at Seyyid Mahomed’s town in Og4dén—Holy reputation—Why the Somalis have no Mahdi—Scene at the Seyyid’s town—Native impression of European travellers—Every European a doctor—Malingtr mission to Harar— Ruspoli’s men seized—Jama Deria’s Englishman—Reach the Webbe and bag a waterbuck—Friendly Gilimiss Somalis—First news of the Webbe bushbuck—Shooting a crocodile—Great beauty of our camp on the Webbe banks—Gialla raids on the Gilimiss—The crossing of the Webbe at Karanleh—Unexpected Gdlla news—Entertain GAlla chiefs in camp ; a defiant speech—A Galla trip planned—Fresh hippo tracks in the reedg—A waterbuck swims the Webbe ; a noble buck—Sad death of a horse—The Aulihan—-A row in camp—Unsuccessful buffalo-hunting— Wounded waterbuck struck down by a lion—Starving negroes eat the carrion—Disturbed country ; the Galla trip impracticable—Recross the Webbe—Driving for bushbuck—A wart-hog bagged—A man seized by a lion; extraordinary story—A leopard bagged—A buck killed by leopards before our eyes—A row at Garbo—Success of the Lee-Metford —The Awéré pan ; beautiful hunting-ground—Lions roaring at night— Unsuccessful lion- hunts—Magnificent lion shot ; a surprising leap— Abundance of lions—Return to Berbera ; and go to England . 239-267 XX THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAPTER XI WITH THE BRITISH MISSION TO KING MENELIK, 1897 Sent to represent India on the Mission— Meeting with Italian prisoners marching down—The Italian Red Cross Mission—A forced march to Gildessa to get transport—Aito Merzha, Governor of Gildessa—Impres- sions of the journey up the pass to Harar—Makunan’s escort into Harar —-Buying mules—Sent on with Speedy—Scenery in the Harar Highlands —Some peculiarly English country—Crossing the Hawash—A camel accident—Over high veldt country to Addis-A bbaba—The opening audience —Menelik’s personality—Dining with Menelik and his thousand officers —The Feast of St. Raguel—Ritual in the church: the dance of King David before the Ark of the Covenant—A feu de joie—The scene marching home—Presents for the King and Queen—The final day— Escorted by 20,000 soldiers—A magniticent sight—The march to the coast—Daily routine—Astronomy—British and French positions for Addis-Abbaba compared—Fast marching— Political reflections — Our African frontier compared with our Asiatic one—Importation of arms by France—Abyssinian character—Vindication of Somali charactér—Sport on the road—Somaliland as a future hunting-ground .. Pages 268-292 CHAPTER XII Nores ON THE FAUNA OF SOMALILAND 5 293-327 APPENDIX 1.—On Firrine Out SoMALI EXPEDITIONS 329 » Il.—PaysicaL GEoGRAPHY oF SOMALILAND ‘ 354 :» ILIL—FImtrinc Out an EXPEDITION FOR ABYSSINIA 366 » IV.—NoteEs on SomALI TRADE ‘ 373 INDEX . ‘ F ’ , 377 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS The Author and his Escort . ; ; Frontispiece Group of Somalis (White Esa) : Somali Camp Followers and a Horseman from the ‘Bash A Camp Servant with Lesser Koodoo Skull and Horns . Somali Scouts halting in a sandy River-Bed to look for Water A Herd of Plateau Gazelles ‘ 7 Elephants at a Pool ‘‘Flying the Bushes ” Elephant and Calf Lesser Koodoo and Aloes Male Waterbuck Head . Somali Horseman . Sakdro Antelope : . Jungle of Hig Aloes and Gude Thorn- Trees On the Mule-Track, near Harar Game on the Plains Kirk’s Dik-Dik Waller’s Gazelle A Trial of Strength A Crouching Lion Greater Koodoo Head ‘ ‘ Female Scemmerring’s Gazelle Head A Herd of Aoul A Herd of Hartebeest a : Jungle of Wddi Thorn-Trees and Hig ‘Aloees 2 - Subul Odli, Haud F Male Scemmerring’s Gazelle Head . : : Aoul Bucks at Play ; The Pool at Kuredelli . A Herd of Beisa ; A Sounder of Wart-Hog A Herd of Gerenik : Greater Koodoo on the Look- ae ‘ xxi THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA Rock Rabbits , A Herd of Water Antelope Waterbuck Swimming Skull of Central Mictean Buffalo A Snap Shot . ‘ Head of Baira Antelope Female Lowland Gazelle Ras Makunan, the Abyssinian Bonsnnor of Hater and Nephew af Menelik ; Some Members of the iritish, Mifsetean i in the Courtyard at Menelik’s Palace . s At the Feast of Saint Baan at Addis- Abbahe (Part of the Crowd descending the Hill after the Ceremony) é Vultures . ‘ : Black Rhinoceros Bead, Beisa Oryx Head . Lesser Koodoo Head The Somali Hartebeest . Somali Bushbuck or Decula Antelope Clarke’s Gazelle Head A Dibatag Buck Waller’s Gazelle Head . Male Lowland Gazelle Head . Klipspringer, Head and Skull and Horns Dik-Dik Antelopes, Heads and Skull and Horns Dik-Dik and Aloes Wart-Hog Head . Male Plateau Gazelle Head Female Plateau Gazelle Head Hunting Map of Northern Somaliland. Map of the Horn of Africa. Map of Route from Zeila to Addis-Abbaba. PAGE 237 239 248 252 263 266 267 271 275 279 293 297 299 304 306 309 310 311 313 316 317 318 319 323 324 326 CHAPTER I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY Division of classes in Somaliland—The trading caravans from Ogddén and Harar—Hahits of the nomad tribes—The Somali brokers—The out- caste races and their characteristics—The settlements of the mullahs— The Somali, his character—Religion—Costume and weapons—Condition of women—Marriage laws—Industries of women—Blood money—Feuds —Native councils—Respect for the English—Somali vanity—The dibdltig ceremony—Intluence of religion—Influence of civilisation — Religious observances—Superstitions—Carelessness—The origin of the Somali race —tTracing descent for twenty-two generations —Arab descent—Tribal customs—Plurality of wives—Adoption of prefix Ba to names of children —Somali nomenclature — Nicknames—Tribal divisions—“ Brothers of the shield’’—Ruins, cairns, and graves—Frontier raids between the Gallas and the Somalis—Boldness of southern tribes—The Golbanti Gallas—The Wa-pokémo negroes of the Tana—Origin of the Gallas— The Esa tribe—The Gadabursi tribe — Evidences of former highly- organised races in Somaliland—Interesting remains—Old Galla ruins— Curious legend to account for cairns—The robbers’ cover — Baneful influence of feuds. He who dines alone, dines with the devil.—Somdli Proverb. Tur inhabitants of Somaliland may be divided into four classes:—The nomad Somalis, who keep sheep, goats, cattle, and camels, and breed ponies; who live almost entirely upon milk and meat, and follow the rains in search of grass for their animals. The settled Somalis, who form a comparatively small community, living in or near the coast towns, and are princi- pally occupied as abddns or brokers. Certain outcaste races, living in a precarious way, scattered about among the different Somali tribes, engaged principally in gathering gum and hunting. The traders, who at certain seasons bring large caravans from the interior to the coast. The most important trading caravans are those which come a B 2 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. to Berbera from Ogadén and Harar. They bring hides, ivory, ostrich-feathers, rhinoceros and antelope horns, prayer-skins, honey, coffee, ghee (clarified butter), and gum ; exchanging these products and loading up for the return journey with the beads, dates, rice, cotton goods, and other articles which form the cargoes of dhows visiting the ports. The traders have portable huts (gurg7) which are packed on camels, and can be pitched or struck in about an hour. These they erect on long GROUP OF SOMALIS (WHITE ESA). From a Photograph by the Author. halts, and when staying at the coast towns in the trading season. The rer or kraal (Aaria in Arabic) is formed by unpacking the guwrg¢ and pitching them in a_ semicircle, surrounding the whole by a thorn-fence or zeriba. The huts are carried on camels in sections, and consist of a framework of bent gipsy poles, over which mats and skins are sewn when a halt is made. While on the march the mats do duty as pack-saddles for the camels, the skins being tied over the loads to protect them from sun and rain. While the caravans are at the coast, generally during the greater part of the cold weather, I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY 3 the camels are placed under the care of the nomad Somils, to be fed and tended until the return journey to the interior in the spring. The nomadic tribes also form zeribas during their wanderings, staying in camp for a month or two ata time. Each nomad clan wanders in an orbit of its own, and reoccupies its former zeribas at the different pastures year after year. Their zeribas differ from those of trading caravans by being made in a double ring, the outer circle of which is often twelve feet high, to keep out lions. Inside the double brushwood fence the space is divided into pens for cattle, camels, sheep, and goats, the ponies being hobbled and allowed to graze abroad by day, while at night they are tied to the outside of the huts or to thorn trees ; and for their further protection fires are lit round the inside of the zeriba and in the huts. At the coast towns the arrange- ments are not so formidable, a low single fence to keep in the animals being deemed sufficient. The huts are put up by women, while the men form the zeriba and cut logs for the watch-fires, using an axe (fds) made from a block of soft iron, worked into a ring with a forked stick inserted—much like the axe of jungle tribes in India. The men are extremely lazy, and consider that their dignity is lowered by tending anything but camels, cattle, and ponies. Thousands of sheep and goats are looked after by a few women and small children; while the donkeys and the water-vessels they carry are the particular care of the oldest and most decrepit women. The neighbourhood of nomad encampments and watering- places is always noisy and dusty, the ground being worked into powder by the feet of thousands of animals. Most of the bushes are denuded of their branches for firewood, and the grass is eaten and worn away. At the important wells watering is done by sub-tribes, to each of which is allotted a certain well at a certain hour. When watering is going on, the groups of naked men singing in chorus as they pass the water up to the troughs, the lowing of the cattle, the countless flocks and herds moving to and fro half veiled by clouds of dust, form a very remarkable scene. The nomads who live about the Gdlis Range draw near to the coast during the cool trading season, and return to the high. Ogo country to remain there during the summer months. They form no large caravans, but are engaged in a good deal of petty barter with the coast and in the export of sheep. 4 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CH.1 With reference to the class engaged in brokerage, they are people settled permanently at the ports of the North Somali coast. Until a short time ago the office of abddn or broker was considered to be important. When a trader arrived off the coast in a dhow, or with a caravan from the interior, he was obliged to engage an abbdn to transact his business, to protect his interests, to act as general agent, paying in return for such services a sinall commission on all purchases and sales. Of the outcaste races the most important are the Tomal, Yebir, and Midgan. They are not organised in tribes, but live in scattered families all over Somaliland. The Tomal are the blacksmiths, who fashion all kinds of arms, axes, and general ironwork. The Yebir are workers in leather, such as saddlery, scabbards, and so forth. The Midgdns are probably the most numerous of the outcaste people. They are armed with the mindz (a small dagger), bow, and poisoned arrows, carrying the latter in a large quiver. They keep wild and savage pariah dogs, which they train to hunting, their chief quarry being the beisa (Oryx beisa), the large antelope with rapier-like horns. I have often been out beisa-hunting on foot in the Bulhar Plain with Midgans and dogs. When a bull beisa is killed a disc from fifteen to eighteen inches in diameter is cut from the thick skin of his withers and sometimes from the rump: these are worth from one to four rupees at the coast, and are used by the Midgdns for shields. The Midgdns are a hardy race, used to living away from karias, stealthy and perfect trackers, and are sometimes, in inter-tribal warfare, engaged to act as messengers, scouts, and light skirmishers. There appears to be no physical difference between them and other Somalis, except that the average stature of the Midgans may be slightly shorter. I have on more than one occasion come upon a party of Midgans pegging out the fresh skin of a lion which they had just killed ; many of these animals are brought to bag every year with no other weapons than their tiny arrows. The lions are found asleep under the Ahansa bushes at mid-day, or are shot from an ambush at night over a living bait, or when returning to a “kill.” In the interior of Northern Somaliland there are no permanent settlements except those founded and occupied by religious Mahomedans, called sheikhs, mullahs, or widads. These settlements occur, on an average, about seventy miles apart. The two largest which I have seen are Seyyid Mahomed’s i j pd bf Slats SOMALI CAMP FOLLOWERS AND A HORSEMAN FROM THE BUSH. Caetwertynski, CHAP. 1 SOMALI ETHNOLOGY 7 Town in Ogadén, and Hargeisa in the Habr Awal country. There are about a dozen others of minor importance, all inhabited by mullahs, scattered over several degrees of latitude and longitude, but Hargeisa may be taken as the type of them all. Mullahs are enabled to settle down and form permanent villages, and cultivate, on account of the respect in which they are held by all tribes. A looting party must be driven to the last extremity of hunger before it will attack them, and generally in such a case only as many animals would be looted as are needed to provide food. The mullahs are drawn from various tribes, and, being cosmopolitan, have very extended influence. They are a quiet, respectable class, generally on the side of order, and civil to travellers. Hargeisa, a compact village of a few hundred agal or permanent huts, is surrounded by a high mat fence, and a square mile or two of jowdri (Holcus sorghum) cultivation belonging to different mullahs. Sheikh Mattar, the chief of Hargeisa, is a pleasant-mannered man affecting Arab dress; he reads and writes Arabic, and is a steady supporter of British interests. Like many of the more important mullahs in Somaliland, he has a very dark complexion, almost black, in fact, with well-formed, intelligent features. With the exception of these mullah settlements, a few graves dotted about the country, and some cairns and ancient remains of former races, there is nothing permanent to show the presence of human beings. The caravan routes are mere paths made by the feet of camels and passing flocks, crossed by game tracks in every direction. For countless years long lines of baggage camels have gone aside from the straight course in order to wind round some stone or bush that a child could remove. The work is left to the next caravan, or to Allah, who is made responsible for everything, good or bad, in Somaliland. There is no social system, but patriarchal government by tribes, clans, and families ; no cohesion, and no paramount native authority ; and the whole country has been from time immemorial in a chronic state of petty warfare and blood feuds. The Somali has a many-sided character. He is generally a good camelman, a cheerful camp-follower, a trustworthy, loyal, and attentive soldier; proud of the confidence reposed in him, quick to learn new things, and wonderfully bright and intelligent. He is untiring on the march, often a reckless 8 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. hunter, and will stand by his master splendidly. I know of one Soméli who, to save his English master, hit a lion over the head with the butt of his rifle; and quite lately, under similar circumstances, another Somali caught hold of a lion by the jaws. Occasionally, however, he relapses into a state of original sin; he becomes criminally careless with the camels, breaking. everything in the process of loading, from leather to cast steel ; and he can be disrespectful, mutinous, and sulky. He is inordinately vain, and will walk off into the jungle and make his way home to the coast, leaving two months’ back pay and rations behind him, if he considers his lordly dignity insulted. If he sees a chance of gain he is a toady and flatterer. His worst fault is avarice. The Somali, although by no means a coward, is much more afraid of his fellow-man than of wild animals,—a fact which is possibly due to the general insecurity of life and property. Above all things he dreads crossing the inland frontiers of his country, holding his hereditary enemies the Gallas in abhor- rence. He has a great deal of romance in his composition, and in his natural nomad state, on the long, lazy days, when there is no looting to be done, while his women and children are away minding his flocks, he takes his praying-mat and water- bottle, and sits a hundred yards from his karia under a flat, shady gudd tree, lazily droning out melancholy-sounding chants on the themes of his dusky loves, looted or otherwise; on the often miserable screw which he calls faras, the horse; and on the supreme pleasure of eating stolen camels. The summer and winter rains are his great periods of activity. There is then plenty of grass, and pools of water are abundant throughout the country; he bestrides his “favourite mare,” and in company with many dear brothers of his clan, leaving his flocks and herds in the charge of his women and young children, rides quietly off a hundred miles into the heart of the jungle to loot the camels of the next Somali tribe, the owners of which are perhaps away doing exactly the same thing elsewhere. There is tremendous excitement, and the camels are driven across miles of uninhabited wilderness, trailing clouds of dust behind them; and so back to the home karia, where he finds his own herds have perhaps been looted in his absence. He at once goes off on a fresh horse, smarting under his wrongs and intent on vengeance; and if in the spear and shield skirmish that ensues a man has been killed, he and his com- I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY 9 panions ride back covered with sweat and glory, the tired nags showing gaping spear-wounds and mouths dripping with blood from the cruel bits. This is life! In the intervals between expeditions the Somalis, when not sleeping, sit in circles on the outskirts of their karias, talking, drinking camel’s milk, and eating mutton for days together. Every adult male has his say in the affairs of the tribe, and is to a certain extent a born orator. Somalis are Mussulmans of the Shafai sect, and use the Somali salutation “ Wabad,” or the Arab “Salaam aleckum,” which is answered by “Aleckum salaam” and touching of hands. The men are nearly all dressed alike, in long “ tobes” of white sheeting of different degrees of dirtiness, from brown to dazzling white; not a few of the tobes have been dipped in red clay and are of a bright burnt-sienna colour, making the wearers look like Burmese priests. A long dagger (bildwa) is strapped round the waist, while a shield and two spears are carried in the hands. A grass water-bottle and Ogadén prayer- carpet are slung over the shoulders of some, and on the feet are thick sandals, turned up in front, and changed every hour or so to ease the feet. Many of the men wear a leather charm containing a verse of the Koran, a lump of yellow amber, or a long prayer chaplet (tusba) of black sweet-smelling wood around the neck, The camels are often adorned with cowrie necklaces. The tobe is a simple cotton sheet of two breadths sewn together, about fifteen feet long, and is worn in a variety of ways. Generally it is thrown over one or both shoulders, a turn given round the waist, and allowed to fall to the ankles. In cold weather the head is muffled up in it after the fashion of an Algerian “burnouse.” When sleeping round a camp fire the body is enveloped in it from head to foot, as in a winding- sheet ; for a fight the chest and arms are left bare, the part which was thrown over the shoulders being wound many times round the waist to protect the stomach. In the jungle the tobes are worn till they are brown and threadbare; but at the coast towns they are generally of dazzling whiteness. Elders, horsemen, and those who wish to assume a little extra dignity, discard the common tobe and affect the ‘hari, a gorgeous tartan arrangement in red, white, and blue, each colour being in two shades, with a narrow fringe of light yellow. On horse- back it is a very becoming dress, and it is often affected by a favourite wife. All khadlz tobes are about the same in appear- 10 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA — CHAP. ance, so that practically the white tobe or khazli, shield, and spears is a uniform that seldom varies much in the whole country. There is very little distinction in the dress of different tribes. The Esa seldom wear the tobe, having only a small cloth hung round the loins. The Dolbahanta, Ogadén, Esa, and the Ishak! tribes differ from one another in the shape of their spear-blades; and the Midgans carry bow and quiver instead of spear and shield. The é2ddwa or sword is a long two-edged, sharp-pointed knife with soft wrought-iron blade, about two feet long and an inch broad at the broadest part ; the weight is well forward for hacking. The hilt, too small for a European hand, is made of horn, ornamented with zinc or pewter, and the scabbard is of white leather, sewn crossways to a long white thong which goes round the waist. The gdshdn or shield is a round disc of white leather, of rhinoceros, bullock, or preferably beisa hide, from fifteen to eighteen inches in diameter, with a boss in the centre and a handle behind. It is easily pierced by a pistol bullet. Two kinds of spears are used throughout the country, each man among the Ishak tribes, near Berbera, carrying one of each kind. The small spear, plain or barbed like a fish-hook, is for throwing at a distance of from twenty-five to thirty yards, but the aim is not accurate much over thirty yards, though I have seen it thrown as far as seventy-five yards on foot in competitions at Bulhar. The Somali grasps his spear firmly in the fingers, and gives it one or two quick jerks against the palm of the hand before casting, the vibration being supposed to keep the point straight when in flight. The best spear-shafts come from Eilo, a mountain in the Gadabursi country near Zeila, and round the butt is twisted a bit of soft iron to balance the spear-head. The ponderous laurel-leaf-shaped spear, bound with brass wire, is used for close quarters, being especially useful against horses. The men of the Esa tribe generally carry one of these and no throwing spear. They fight on foot and charge home, stabbing at close quarters, but most Somalis prefer light skirmishing. Some spears are scraped bright, others blackened and polished. The Somali is often a great dandy in these matters, and keeps his shield in a white calico cover. The water-bottle (kariéra) is a wonderfully neat affair, plaited by the women from the fibres of a root, or from grass, and made watertight by applying fat or other substances to the 1 The Habr Awal, Habr Gerhajis, and Habr Toljaala. I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY 11 inside, and is corked with a wooden plug. The prayer-carpet generally comes from Ogddén, and is a small piece of very thick tanned leather. On this the Somali makes his regular prostrations at dawn and sunset, and during the day, as becomes a devout Mussulman ; when not put to this use, it is hung over the shoulder to afford protection from the chafing of the spears. The sandals, which are very heavy, are of several thicknesses of white leather sewn together, rising in a knob in front. They make a great noise, so when stalking game the wearer carries them and goes barefoot. The club or kerrie is a foot and a half long, made of the hard wogga wood, and is thrown with dexterity. Somalis generally have good Arab features, with particularly smooth skins, varying from the colour of an Arab to black. Among certain tribes those who have killed a man wear an ostrich-feather in the hair. Originally it was only worn for enemies killed in a fight, but now this is not necessary. Little boys carry miniature spears and shields as soon as they can lzarn to use them, and many an Esa youth of sixteen can show an ostrich-feather earned in the orthodox manner. The hair is worn in various ways according to sex and age. Old men shave the head, and sometimes grow a slight beard. Men in the prime of life wear their hair about an inch and a half long, and periodically smear it with a gray mixture, apparently composed of ashes and clay, leaving it for a day or two to dry. It is then dusted out and the hair becomes beautifully clean and highly curled. My followers have always gone through this performance a day or two before reaching Berbera at the conclusion of a trip. Young men and boys grow their hair in a heavy mop, often of a yellow colour, like the mane of a lion. Married women wear it in a chignon, enclosed in a dark blue bag. Young women and girls wear a mop like the young men, but carefully plaited into pigtails. Small children have their heads shaven, three cockscombs of short hair being left, giving the head the appearance of a crested helmet. Women are of very little account among the Somilis, every boy appearing to lord it over the female members of his family, of whatever generation. The father of many daughters is rich in that while they are young they herd his sheep and goats, and when they marry he receives from the husband of each her yerad or price, in return for which he has to provide a new hut and furniture for the pair. When a man marries he pays the 12 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. father of the woman, say, two or three horses and about two hundred sheep. Often this is given back to the woman by her father, and sometimes a dowry is given by him. In the Rer Ali tribe we once passed a drove of about fifty camels being driven by a pretty young woman, who stopped to proudly tell us that they were the dowry her father was sending along with her to her husband. One favourite way of obtaining a wife is to loot her in a foray, along with a lot of sheep. Often when I have asked a man where he got his pretty wife, he has answered, “Oh, I looted her from the Samanter Abdallah,” or the Rer Ali, naming a neighbouring tribe. A nod and a laugh from the wife has corroborated the story, and she does not appear to be at all unhappy about it. Marriage with aliens is, I think, looked upon with favour by Somalis, because it brings new blood into the tribe; and it has the additional advantage of extending diplomatic relations, a man who has married into a tribe being tolerably safe when in its territory, even in dis- turbed times. Some rich women, who have brought a large dowry to their husbands, only perform light work in the huts, and make mats. Others tend sheep and cattle, draw water, hew wood, and work all day long, with no reward but blows. I go by what Somalis themselves say, for I have never seen any cruelty. Women work very hard. From every watering-place old women are seen struggling to the karias with heavy dns full of water, often containing three or four gallons. They carry the hdns and bundles of firewood in exactly the same manner as they do their babies, slung on their backs. The water hdns are com- posed of plaited bark. They are easily broken, and on every march one or two may become useless, owing either to contact with thorn branches or to the tired camels sitting on them. A little water is always lost by leakage. My own experience of hdns has been somewhat unfortunate, chiefly because my caravans being composed almost entirely of men, their manage- ment has not been properly understood. Another industry practised by the women is the plaiting of camel-mats ; these are made by chewing the striped bark of the Galol tree, and weaving it into a mat, which it takes a week to make. They also extract the fibres from the Hig, or pointed aloe-plants, by beating them between stones, the fibre then being twisted into ropes. The Somali women lead the camels on the longest marches, and exhibit wonderful powers of endurance, I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY 13 marching sometimes the four hundred miles from the Webbe to Berbera in about sixteen days. From constantly loading camels they become nearly as strong in the arms as the men. The mag, dia,! or blood money for a man killed is one hun- dred milch-camels. Among the Habr Yunis and Habr Gerhajis if one man of the tribe kills another the blood money is one hundred she- camels and four horses, half this number being considered enough for a woman. For the loss of an eye or permanent dis- ablement of a limb fifty camels have to be paid, and for the loss of both eyes or disablement of both limbs the full blood money, as for murder, is demanded. If blood is drawn from the head about thirty camels are demanded, and even for a bruise the demand is for three or four camels. Such minor cases, how- ever, are, as a rule, re- ferred to the mullahs for decision. Asa matter of fact, in most cases the blood money actually paid is below the nominal amount. If a man captures his wife during a raid on another tribe, he generally sends a present afterwards to her parents to secure peace; should, however, a married woman be carried off, or one to whose parents cows have already been paid by another man, the offence is a grave one, and the tribe of the woman must fight. One of the most unpardonable offences is the striking of any one with a shoe 1 When a man commits murder or manslaughter the relatives of the deceased can claim blood money. The tribe to which the slayer belongs must either pay this, give up the murderer, or fight. Which of these three courses will be taken depends on the nature of the act, and whether the man is considered to be worth fighting for. A CAMP SERVANT WITH LESSER KOOCOO SKULL AND HORNS. From a Photograph by Mr. Seton Karr. 14 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. or whip, or the open hand, and theoretically this act can only be wiped out by blood. There are always innumerable blood feuds going on in Somaliland, but as a rule the tribal fights are not very serious, a dozen men killed in every thousand engaged being a fair proportion. The men slain in these combats are buried on the spot, and then begins a long series of negotiations for the settlement of the amount of blood money, which generally lasts months, or even years, before any result is arrived at. Often at a council all the old men on both sides get up in a fury and leave hurriedly for their kraals with angry shouting, showing that diplomacy has failed. This sitting in council discussing tribal politics appears to be the principal occupation of Somalis, and at Berbera, in the native town, they may generally be seen sitting in circles holding protracted discussions. They appeal to our courts to decide the greatest and most trivial cases, delighting in arbi- tration ; and tribes from very great distances inland, even from Ogddén or the Marehdn country, come to the Berbera Court with cases, a great number of which have to do with raids of some sort, committed either upon grazing flocks and herds or upon caravans. Although a good deal of intermittent fighting is prevalent all over the interior, the Somalis have no quarrel with the English. They show respect for the English as being their natural protectors and arbitrators. The chronic fighting which goes on throughout the country is only looked upon by the elders as healthy blood-letting, giving the young men some- thing to do. It is only considered serious when it occurs on the main caravan routes, thereby damaging trade. In Guban quarrels and raids have practically ceased within the last few years, owing to British influence. The Somalis love display, and do honour to their own sultans! by the performance of a ceremony called the dzbdltig. When this function is to be gone through a body of horsemen are collected, and line having been formed, the tribal minstrel or géréra sings, while sitting in the saddle, long extempore songs in praise of the sultan and the tribe, the most atrocious flattery being the leading feature of the song. At every great hit scored by the minstrel the song rises to a shriek, and all the horsemen turn and gallop away, returning and reining up 1 The Gerdd (Arabic Sultdn) is the paramount chief of a tribe. I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY 15 in a dense mass, crying ‘‘ M@é¢!” (Hail to thee). The men are generally dressed in the red khatli tobes, and the saddlery is covered with red tassels. Among the Esa tribe the didditig is represented by a dance on foot, with shield and spear. In this dance the warriors go through the performance of pretend- ing to kill a man, crowding in a semicircle round him, and stabbing him again and again, all the while yelling “ Kek-kek- kek! Kek-hkek-kek !” as they gasp for breath. I have the authority of Major Abud, formerly Assistant Resident at Berbera, for stating that the dibdlicg is usually performed only on the election of a sultan or in honour of an English traveller, whom the people recognise as a representative of the paramount authority. It may be performed in honour of Europeans other than English who visit the country, but only when they do so under the xgis of the British Government. Among Somalis themselves it is the open recognition of the authority of a sultan, and notifies the acceptance of his rule by the sub- tribes or jilibs performing it. It may therefore be looked upon as a species of coronation ceremony. The word mé¢t is the royal salute. The late Assistant Resident at Berbera had a case brought before him in which a part of the Hidegalla tribe had thrown off allegiance to Sultdén Deria, and when his intervention was successful, one of the terms proposed by the delinquents themselves was that they would dibdltig before him as a recognition of their return to his control. The influence of the Mussulman teaching is apparent in many of the customs of the country. The Somalis are as a rule clean and decent in their dress, and such a thing as a drunken Somali in Somaliland is practically unknown. I have seen a man dangerously ill with snake-bite, and believed to be dying, refusing brandy when offered to him as a medicine, saying that he would rather die than take it. In speaking of Somalis I do not, of course, attempt to describe the Aden hack-carriage driver or boatman. These products of civilisation are not found in the interior of Soméali- land ; they are, to my mind, the only true Somali savages. The Aden Somali as a boy diving for silver coins in the harbour is a delightful little fellow, but when he grows up he becomes odious. As acabman or boatman he sees too much of the weaknesses of Europeans, and as a result of the familiarity loses his respect for them. To cite an instance of the familiarity which breeds contempt, Aden Somalis have been known to call 16 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. visitors from passing ships “damned fool passengers”! The real jungle Somali from the African side of the Gulf never quite gets used to Aden life. After having made his money there, he returns to his own country to invest his savings in cows, camels, and sheep, and a wife or two to tend them. He lives the old pastoral life, and soon shakes off every trace of his sojourn among the white men. Give him a house in Aden, and he will build a round gurgt of mats and skins inside it. In the far interior I have more than once met a horseman, looking quite like a jungle Soméli, tricked out in all the finery of a mounted warrior, yet whose salutation has been “Good morning, sir,” in excellent English, and I have found that he has been to Marseilles and London, having done his spell as a fireman on a steamer ; and has come back at last to his country, disgusted with civilisation, and worse in many ways than when he started on his travels. With such a man the jungle Somali will often refuse to eat, saying he is no longer a clean Mussul- man, that he is a /rinji, and must eat alone. Whatever faults a Somali may have, lack of intelligence, and what, for want of an English word, may be called savoir-fazre, are not among them. His bringing-up, in a country where every man has his spears ready to answer an insult on the moment, tends to make him keep his temper and maintain a diplomatic calm. Once that calm is broken through, he becomes a veritable madman. ‘From laughter to rage is the transition of asecond. Luckily he keeps his infrequent tantrums for black men. The rich white man is a privileged person, being allowed the eccentricity which may be excused in the great. If a white man, in pyjamas and slippers, unfortunately loses his temper, and kicks a lazy Somali all round his zeriba for breach of con- tract, the latter sulks for a time, but soon gives way before the ridiculous ; yet he will permit no Somali to insult him. There is no written Somali language, so only a few mullahs who are learned in Arabic can read the Koran. The bulk of the people who cannot read are more prejudiced than the mullahs, wishing to be on the safe side, and having all sorts of complicated rules which mullahs know to be unnecessary. For a long time we could not get our men to eat game which had had the throat cut low down, although the customary dismzllah had been said as the knife was drawn. On going to Hargeisa I appealed to Sheikh Mattar and his mullahs, who explained to them that they might eat the flesh of game bled in this way, and after I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY 17 the sheikh’s decision we never had any trouble on this point. It is an important one, for a gash in the skin from ear to ear is very unsightly in a valuable trophy when set up in England. The fastidiousness of Somalis varies according to circum- stances. They say all game is dry, and will not generally eat birds or fish, and despise all other food if there is a fat sheep to be procured. Not eating birds, their ignorance about them is extraordinary, and I believe very few species have distinctive names. The life of a Somali includes many interesting observances, which unfold themselves day by day in the course of a journey. Some are very regular in their prayers and prostrations at the orthodox hours, praying for all they are worth, in season or out of it; others seldom or never pray. When on the Galla frontier, however, I noticed that my followers, in view of approaching death, became very devout, and mustered in great force in line for the daily church parade at sunset, no one being absent ; and all day on the frontier the Somali looks for a prowling enemy under every bush, fingering his ¢wsba or chaplet to keep away evil. When the new moon appears he plucks a tussock of grass and holds it in flattering compliment between the slender crescent and his eyes, to keep them from being dazzled by the light. If he sees a tortoise he stands upon it, first casting off his sandals, believing, I think, that the soles of his feet will thereby be hardened ; but whatever the motive may be, the act is commonly practised. One of the chief faults of the Soméli is carelessness. When a caravan moves off in the early morning there is generally a forgotten camel or straying sheep to be hunted for, which has perhaps wandered miles away into the bush. The men who have not to lead camels linger round the camp-fires warming their spears, thereby storing up heat for ten minutes longer to comfort their hands on their cold morning march. There is a great deal of shouting to the stragglers to bring things left behind. On our Abyssinian frontier reconnaissance our men temporarily lost, at different times, our goats, three Arab riding camels, the horse, a flock of sheep, and one or two baggage camels, besides two boxes of Martini-Henry ammunition. The man who loses or forgets a thing generally remembers the omission after travelling about fifteen miles, and then cheerfully trots back to get it, returning perhaps at noon next day. He is philosophical as to results, for if he loses your property, is it a 18 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. not his fate? and no man can fight with fate or with the will of Allah! He has lost your property, and there is an end of it. Although I have made many jungle trips in India and else- where, yet in no country have I had such obedient and cheerful followers and such pleasant native companions, despite their faults, as in Somaliland. In my earlier and later trips I have often been from one to four months in the interior with no other companion than the Somalis; and I cannot say there has been a dull moment. Major Abud, who for some years lived in, and had the immediate administration of, Berbera and Bulhar, and the greater part of the Somali coast-protectorate, and who is doubt- less the best authority on the intricate inter-tribal relations of the Somalis, has furnished me with a few notes on their early history. He says: “The real origin of the Somalis is wrapped in mystery. They themselves say that they are descended from ‘noble Arabs,’ who, having had occasion to fly from their own country, landed on the Somali coast and intermarried with the aboriginal inhabitants, many of whose descendants still exist, though they now mingle with the Somalis. The Somalis, although none of them, except a few mullahs, can write, know their genealogical descent by heart, and, although the custom is beginning to die out, nearly every youngster is made to learn the names of his forefathers in their order. Out of at least a thousand elders examined while I was working at the genealogy of the tribes, none could trace their descent further than twenty or twenty-two generations; and if this number is correct the dawn of the Somali nation would be placed about twelve or thirteen hundred years ago, nearly coinciding with the rise of Mahomed, on whose account the Arabs were obliged to fly from Mecca. This coincidence in time is so much in favour of the Somali claim ; but, on the other hand, it is difficult to believe that ‘noble Arabs’ would knowingly give their children the barbarous names some of them have. In any case we must seek away from the true African races for the origin of the Somali, for he bears no trace of the negroid type. It is supposed by some, from a resemblance, fancied or real, in. the languages, that the Somalis may be allied to the races of Hindustan. So far, however, the subject has not been thoroughly worked out, and for all practical purposes the descent from ‘noble Arabs’ may be assumed as a convenient starting-point. “The two great tribal groups of the Somali nation are named I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY 19 Ishak and Darud from their supposed progenitors, Sheikh Ishak bin Ahmed and Sheikh Jaberti bin Ismail, whose son Darud is said to have been. The Habr Awal, Habr Gerhajis, and Habr Toljaala tribes, with whom we have most dealings in Berbera, belong to the Ishak group; and the Ogaden, Bertiri, Abbasgul, Géri, Dolbahanta, Warsingali, Midjerten, Usbeyan, and Marehan belong to the Darud group. The descent of the Esa and Gadabursi tribes is unknown, but it is more than probable that they are offshoots of a great tribe called Rer Ali. “The tribal collective prefixes Rer, Habr, Ba, and Ba Habr are often met with. A wealthy Somali surrounds his huts, cattle, sheep, and camels by a zeriba of brushwood, and one of these, with the contents, is called a rer, being the kraal or temporary village. It will easily be understood, therefore, that all the descendants of a man called, say, Ibrahim, may be called the ‘Rer’ Ibrahim after him. “Every Soméli, being a Shafai Mussulman, can have four wives at a time, and it is each man’s object to have as many children as possible, to increase his own power and that of his tribe. Plurality of wives being allowed, the children of one wife must be distinguished from those of another. This is done by the prefix Ba. For an example of this, we have the case of the Rer Dahir Farah sub-tribe of the Habr Toljaala. The children by an Ibran woman were called the Ba Ibran ; those by a Habr Awal woman were called the Ba Awal; and those by a woman named Gailoh, the Ba Gailoh. “There are comparatively few names used among the Somalis, the changes being rung on different combinations of Mahomed, Ali, Hassan, Esa, Samanter, Ismail, Gadid, and others, many of which are names used in every Mussulman country. Owing to this scarcity of names, and to the vast number of people consequently named alike, the use of nicknames is very prevalent. A Somali will, as often as not, when asked his name, tell you his nickname, and I have known many a man at a loss when asked his real name. For instance, the descendants of Daud Gerhajis are called the Eidegalla, meaning ‘he who rolls in the mud,’ while those of Said Harti are known by his nickname, and are called the Dolbahanta tribe. “Somali children are, as often as not, named after the circum- stances of their birth, unless they receive ordinary Mussulman names ; for instance, Wa-berri means that the man bearing this name was born in the morning, from Jerri, morning. Similarly, 20 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSIN/IA CHaY. the bearers of the name Gédi, ‘a march,’ were born while the rer or kraal was shifting to another pasture. Gadid denotes a man born at noon, and Rébleh, from réd, rain, a man born in wet weather. Descriptive nicknames are suggested by some personal peculiarities, as Afhakam, Afweina, ‘big mouth,’ Daga-yéra, ‘small ears.’ Even Europeans do not escape, and such names as Gadweina, ‘big beard,’ Gudani, ‘small stomach,’ Madah weina, ‘big head,’ have been bestowed on English officers without any disrespect being intended ; and the bearers of these nicknames are known by them, especially when Somilis are speaking among themselves. “The usual divisions among Somalis are the tribe, the sub- tribe, the clan, and the jzlzb or family. Thus the chief of the Eidegalla, Sultan Deria, would describe himself as Habr Gerhajis (tribe), Eidegalla (sub-tribe), Rer Mattan (clan), Rer Guléd (family). If further asked he would describe himself as one of the Ba Ambaro, or sons of Ambaro. In the event of a man having a large number of sons, he is entitled to call himself a separate family ; for instance, Shirmdki Adan, a man still living and still procreating, has already twenty-three sons and twenty- nine daughters, and these are now called the Rer Shirmaki Adan. A weak clan is likely to be looted and absorbed by a stronger, and thus the weaker clans join together for protection. When whole families so unite the members combine under the name ‘Gashaénbur,’ or ‘brothers of the shield.’ Somalis have no surnames in the English sense, and when a distinction is to be made, the name of the man’s father is added to his own. Thus the son of Shiré Shirméki is Deria Shiré, and he again might have a son called Hussein Deria.” Without myself having gone so deeply as Major Abud into historical questions, I have been led, while fully accepting his deductions, from a long intercourse with the natives at the camp- fire and on the march, to add my own conclusions on certain points. From ruins, cairns, and graves which have been pointed out to me as of Galla origin, I have been led to believe that before the Arab immigrations Somaliland, even to the northern coast, was owned by the Gallas. The immigrant Arabs and their followers with “friendlies” on the spot, becoming strong, began to seize the coast, driving the Gallas inland towards the parts of their country which lie round Harar and beyond the Webbe. On the frontier between the Somalis and Gallas there are periodical raids still in active progress from one side or the other. I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY 21 These raids were occurring at Karanleh on the Webbe when I went there in 1893, and put me to much inconvenience ; and in 1889, when I visited a mission station called Golbanti on the Tana River, not far from Lamu on the east coast, I found a Somali encroachment taking place. The Gallas at this place a few years before my visit numbered between one and two thousand souls; they are rich in cattle, but latterly had been annually raided by the Masai from the south and the Somalis from the north, till the village of Golbanti had dwindled down to about one hundred and fifty inhabitants, and had only been kept going by the exertions of, and protection afforded by, the representative of the United Methodist Mission stationed there. Three years before my visit the former missionary and his wife, an English lady, had been murdered by the Masai, and less than two years later the German station of Ngai, a few miles up-stream, was burnt by a party of over a thousand Somalis, who came to within a short distance of Golbanti, but were unprepared to attack the stockade and house built by the missionaries, the upper verandah having been thoughtfully lined with a few rifles The German missionaries from Ngai had taken refuge in the Golbanti house, and saw the flare of their own mission burning afew miles away. The Gallas at Golbanti said they feared the Somalis even more than the Masai, as the former being good swimmers, the Tana River was no obstacle to them. The southern Somali tribes, who are very bold, are said to raid cattle from the Gallas and take them to the mixed Galla and Arab town of Lamu, on the east coast, to sell again. As they have horsemen, they are said to be able to cope with the Masai, whom they sometimes meet when raiding the Gallas near the Tana. I saw a few of the southern Somalis walking about Lamu. They appear to be rougher, more savage, and finer men than the northern Somalis. The Gallas of Golbanti are well-featured men, quiet in manner, brown in colour, with thin lips, and slightly built. The Somalis are like them, but rather bigger and better built ; the only differ- ence that I could observe was that there appeared to be some Arab blood in the Somalis. The little I saw of the nomad Gallas at Imé and Karanleh on the Webbe tended to strengthen me in 1 A few years later (Christmas 1894) another Somali raid against the Gallas of the Tana has resulted in the total defeat of the Somalis at Kulessa by a handful of white men and natives, 22 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSIN/A CHAP. the belief that the Somdlis are Gallas with a slight strain of Arab in their blood. The Somdlis themselves deny this, and claim descent from the higher race. Both Gallas and Somalis, though bitter enemies, are much alike, and utterly different from the mongrel Swahili races to the south. On the Tana I found a river population called the Wa-pokémo, negroes of fine physique, lorded over and held in bondage by the warlike Gallas; and on the Webbe Shabéleh a river race called the Adone, also negroes, were working in the fields and punting rafts on the river for their masters, the Somalis. My theory is that the Gallas seem to be wedged in between the continually advancing Somalis from the north and the Masai and other races from the south, the apex of the wedge being somewhere near the Tana mouth, and the base at the sources of the Juba. The effect of this pressure is perhaps driving the Tana Gallas up the river, to the country where they are more numerous and can hold their own. Monseigneur Taurin Cahaigne of Harar, who probably knows as much as any man living about the Gallas, hinted, so far as I can remember, that the origin of the Galla nation was probably near the mouth of the Tana, whence they spread northward and westward. The tribe occupying the coast round Zeila is the Esa, and those about Bulhar and Berbera are the Habr Awal, and farther east Habr Toljaala. The nearest inland tribe to Zeila is the Gadabursi, those on the Berbera side being the Habr Gerhajis and Dolbahanta. The six above-named are the tribes with which the British authorities have most directly to deal. Of these the most capable in war is probably the Esa. The Gadabursi and Habr Awal fear them, and it is only because the former are mounted and the latter have no horses that the balance of power is maintained. The Esa are chaffed by the Ishak tribes for being uncouth and barbarous. The men go about dressed in a simple short cloth round the loins, while eastern Somalis generally wrap themselves in a full tobe. The Esa women do not necessarily cover up the breast, while among the Ishak tribes all but the oldest and most destitute are well dressed from head to foot. In no tribe that I have seen do the Somali women cover the face. The Gadabursi tribe is rich in ponies of a poor stamp. The Jibril Abokr sub-tribe of the Habr Awal is, I think, the best mounted among the tribes named, and the Dolbahanta also have enormous numbers of good ponies, and are wild and addicted to raiding on a very large scale. I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY 23 It is certain that Somdliland has at different times been occupied by highly-organised races, whose habits of life have been quite different from those of the present nomadic tribes. Widely distributed over the country are traces of permanent settlements, many probably of great antiquity. Many of these ruins are traced to Mussulman occupations by the Arabs from Yemen, some hundreds of years back, but older remains are assigned by tradition to a people who were “before the Gallas.” There are no writings, and many of the remains are scarcely recognisable as of human origin. Sometimes blocks of dressed stone are found lying in a rectangular pattern on the ground, overgrown and half-buried by grass and jungle; a series of parallel revetment walls on a hill overlooking a pass is occasionally to be met with; and frequently one may observe the scanty evidences of an ancient tank to catch rain-water. It is possible to travel for weeks in Somaliland without coming on these remains ; they are met with by chance, and it seldom occurs to the natives to think of pointing them out to travellers. Near the mullah village of Guldu Hamed, at Upper Sheikh, are the remains of a very large ruined town, and close by there is a graveyard containing some five thousand graves. I believe these remains are not very ancient, but are traceable to early Mussulman settlements from Yemen. West of Hargeisa is an old fort of considerable size, crowning the detached hill called Yoghol. In the Gadabursi country there is the ancient ruined town of Aubdba, and at the head of the Gawa Pass, on a hill to the west, about four hundred feet above it, are some massive ancient ruins, which must once have been a fort, commanding the pass. They are called Samawé, from the name of a sheikh whose tomb crowns the ruins. The hill-top is surrounded by parallel retaining walls built of dressed stone, rising in steps from the bottom. In some places the walls are six or eight feet high, and there are remains of extensive ancient buildings filling the enclosure. Surmounting the whole in the centre is the ruin of a building of cut stone, which appeared to be the sheikh’s tomb. The position of the Samawé ruins would favour a supposi- tion that some power holding Harar, and having its northern boundary along the hills which wall in the southern side of the Harrawa valley, had built the fort to command the Gawa Pass, which is one of the great routes from the Gadabursi country to the Marar Prairie. On the other hand, the fort may have been 24 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cuat. built by a power holding the coast, to close the pass on the Harar side. Within half a mile of the Samawé tomb, on the sloping ground to the south, we found a curious stone enclosure, half buried in jungle. It was in the form of a rectangle measuring fifty-seven by fifty-eight yards, marked by long rows of dressed stones, each about nine inches by a foot, lying loosely on the ground. Some of these were blocks of limestone, and others apparently basalt. Near Hug, in the mountainous Jibril Abokr country, my brother found many signs of old “ Galla” habitations and graves, and some well-made pathways down the hillsides. His followers told him that the hills having in the olden time been used as places of refuge by the Gallas, these roads were made to enable the cattle to be quickly driven up in case of alarm—the custom being for a part of the clan to camp on the top of a hill, in order to hold it, while the rest looked after the flocks and herds grazing below. He was told that the Gallas on the Abyssinian border, and the Abyssinians themselves, still do this. All over the territory of the Ishak tribes, and in the Dolbahanta country, we found many old Galla graves and cairns. At Kirrit there is a well in which a very ancient cross has been carved in the face of the rock. Crowning nearly every prominent hill in the countries named is a cairn or pile of stones, each stone being, roughly speaking, about the size of a man’s head. They are made up of many hundreds of such stones, and are generally about twelve or fifteen feet high and eight yards in diameter. Each one is circular, having in the centre a depression, suggest- ing that there may have been a tomb beneath, which has fallen in. I never cared to dig one up, not wishing to offend the susceptibilities of the natives. Some of them are of immense size, and are called Taalla Galla or Galla cairns. There is a curious legend accounting for the origin of these cairns, which was told me by one of the Esa Musa tribe, while I was camped on the Golis Range, and by others of the Habr Awal at different times. The drift of the story was that when the Gallas were in the country there once lived a great and powerful queen, called Arroweilo, She was very wicked, and was the origin of all evil in women at the present day. For some reason she conceived a ferocious prejudice against all male children, and a mother, to escape from her tyrannies, fled into a far country with her baby I SOMALI ETHNOLOGY 25 boy. As years went on this son grew, and when he had become a man he returned into Arroweilo’s country armed with a sword. He attacked Arroweilo in a lonely pass, and hacking her to pieces, tied her remains on a camel, and sent it off with a parting cut. The camel trotted in mad career all over the country, and where- ever a piece of Arroweilo fell, the pious native as he passed said a prayer and threw a stone “to keep her down.” The chief use of these cairns now is to form cover for robbers when watching for caravans; and my brother and I found they made very re- cognisable points when seen through the telescope of a theodolite. At Badwein (ie. “Big Tank”) in the Dolbahanta country, one hundred and fifty miles, as the crow flies, from Berbera, we found a tank forty feet deep and a hundred and twenty yards in diameter, evidently excavated by human labour. Near it was a temple or large house with walls still standing at a height of ten feet, and the space enclosed was so large that a party of horse- men could ride into it. The Dolbahanta told us that before the Gallas a race of men occupied the country who could read and write. Unfortunately none of their literary work was visible, as we examined many remains for inscriptions, but found none. One man, for a small fee, took us four miles out of our way to read an inscription, but the result was not promising, for we only found on a tombstone some scratches, perhaps twenty years old, evidently made by an idle sheep-boy. All these discoveries of ancient remains go to prove that the elevated parts of Somaliland (not semi-desert Guban) were once capable of permanent settlement under a more secure form of society than‘at present exists. The deserted village of Dagahbur in Ogddén is an example which shows how settlement and cultivation have been success- fully begun and abandoned because of the insecurity resulting from inter-tribal feuds. At Dagahbur there were formerly many square miles of jowdri cultivation, which have been abandoned within the last few years, and now there is only left an immense area of stubble and the ruins of the village. Dagahbtr used to be a thriving settlement of one thousand five hundred inhabit- ants, with trade caravans plying regularly across the Haud to Hargeisa and Berbera; and now not a hut is left. The fact is, that although the natural conditions are suitable to the settlement of large tracts of country, and though many of the people are willing enough to engage in cultivation, yet the tribes and sub-tribes are so incessantly at feud, that the 26 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CH. | mullahs, who enjoy a certain immunity from raids, alone dare settle down and cultivate ; and now that many of the old wells and tanks have fallen into disuse and ruin, the water-supply could only be restored by a great expenditure of capital, for which there would perhaps be no adequate return for some generations. CHAPTER II THE NOMADIC LIFE Varieties of camels—Somali camel willing and geutle—Method of loading camels—On the march—Weight of loads—Marching hours—Scourges, gadflies, ticks, and leeches—Firing camels—Sore back—Camel food— Grazing customs—Breeding habits of Somali camels—The milk-supply of she-camels—Description of Somali ponies—Fodder—Ticks—Donkeys— Their usefulness in Somaliland—Cattle—Cow’s milk—Ghee— Hides exported to America—Sheep and goats—Powers of subsisting without water —Camel-meat and mutton the favourite meal of Somélis—The annual movements of trading caravans governed by seasons—Duration of seasons — Great heat— Movements of the nomad tribes — Caravan marauders—Tribal fights—Gangs of highway robbers—Methods of the raiders—English scheme of protection popular—Trade greatly injured through insecurity of routes—A peculiarity of the Somali guide— Mysterious strangers — Remarkable faculties of adaptability in the Somali—Baneful effect of civilisation. THERE appear to be two distinct varieties of camel in Soméli- land,—the Gel Ad, or white variety, sold mostly on the Berbera side ; and the Ayyun or dark Dankali one, which is common on the Zeila side. The Esa themselves admit the superiority of the Berbera camel, and offer a higher price for it. There are certain camels fattened for the butcher, which never carry loads. They can be recognised by their hairiness and the great develop- ment of the hump, but they are not, I believe, a distinct variety. Somalis know their animals individually by name. A fine large camel may often be christened “Mardédi” (elephant) ; another, noted for its pace, is sometimes flatteringly called ‘“ Faras” (horse). The Somali camels, as contrasted with those of India, are willing and gentle ; and although whilst being laden they will generally complain, and make feints at biting, yet I have seldom known them injure any one. In moving about the 28 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CH. camp at night one has often to pass among them as they kne in rows, sometimes stepping over them, or stooping under the outstretched necks, but I have never had experience of a vicior camel in Somaliland. Even when undergoing firing operatio1 they rarely bite, although the head is left free. This a commodating disposition I attribute greatly to the manner - which they are treated by the natives, who, though rath cruel to their ponies, never ill-use a camel. Many Somél are utterly ignorant of loading, this work being done largely | the women. When acamel is intractable it is generally throug ignorant handling. The Somalis talk and sing to their anima when loading and unloading, and whistle while they are drinkin some of the songs used upon such occasions being very ancien During loading the camels are made to kneel, and the head-ro) is passed round the knees and made fast there. When marching with loads they need to be watered eve fifth day, though upon emergency we have often worked them f ten days without distress. While on the march they are tic head to tail, as in Northern India. In rocky places, where tl caravan animals are liable to stumbles and sudden stops, tl tail is sometimes torn off. The usual load is not less than about two hundred ar seventy-five pounds, exclusive of mats, but it varies according - the nature of the load. Dates are bad to carry, being compa and heavy in proportion to their size, and the date load generally two gosra, or two hundred and fifty pounds. Europez baggage comes under the same category. The marching hou are from about 4 a.m. to 9 a.m, and from 1 to5 pm. Ti camels are allowed to graze during the mid-day heat, ar for half an hour before sunset. It takes three-quarters of ¢ hour to load up, from the time of rounding in the grazir camels to the start-off, and unloading takes about fiftec minutes. In stating these particulars I am giving our ov average with complicated boxes, tents, loads of trophies, and | forth, a Somali caravan probably taking less time. The usu rate of marching is from two and a quarter to two and thre quarter miles an hour, not counting short halts to adjust load The fastest rate, for a short distance, which I have tested h. been three and a quarter miles an hour. The loaded Som camel will not trot as a rule, though sometimes the Midgai train them to do so, leading them by a string. Camels are delicate, and I have considered myself lucl SOMALI SCOUTS HALTING IN A SANDY RIVER-BED TO LOOK FOR WATER. From a Photograph by Prince Boris Czetwertynskt. CHAP. II THE NOMADIC LIFE 31 ’ when I have not lost more than five per cent on a three months expedition. In Ogddén the Balaad, or small gadfly, is a terrible scourge to them, as, to a lesser extent, is the large gadfly, or Dig; they are also infested with ticks, which swell to the size of a date-stone, and are seen clinging round the eye- lids. In drinking the camels often take in small leeches, which fix themselves to the root of the tongue, growing to a great size and filling the mouth with blood. Should a camel show stiffness, he is at once fired, either by raising small blisters with a red-hot ramrod or spear, or by strip- ing with hoops of red-hot iron. Open sores have glowing stones strapped over them, followed by an application of moist camel- dung ; and when off his feed, he is dosed with melted sheep’s tail. Thorns are excised from the foot with the bz/dwa or dagger, and the spike—often two inches long—having been extracted, camel- dung is applied, and as a general rule the cut soon heals. A great cause of sickness is a sore back, brought on by the chafing of a load. The worst place is in front of the hump. A camel when let out to browse is likely to bite such a sore until it festers and becomes full of maggots. There is a fly which is on the look-out for these sores, and instead of laying eggs deposits live maggots, which crawl about briskly directly they leave the body of the fly. A red-beaked bird, very common in Ogadén,! then attacks the sore, plunging its sharp beak again and again into the hole, picking out the maggots and decayed mass, and even the sound flesh, until there is a cavity into which a man’s clenched fist may be thrust. In this condition, the beast should always have a strip of calico, steeped in carbolic solution, tied over the wound when sent out to graze, to protect it from the birds, a dozen of which can be often seen clinging flat to its shoulders, giving out at intervals their long- drawn, discordant shrill note. The Somali camel does not require grain, but thrives entirely on whatever it can pick up by the way. Except at certain seasons in Guban, the coast country, there is always an abundance of food for them everywhere, in the unlimited ex- panse of grass and acacia forest, as they feed and thrive on many grasses that ponies will not touch. When grazing, or browsing on the leaves of the mimosa jungles, they roam about in enormous droves, attended by a few men and women. In Ogadén and the Dolbahanta country I have seen driven past a 1 The rhinoceros bird, called Shimbir Loh, or the “ cow-bird,” by Somalis. 32 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. succession of herds, each containing over a thousand camels, as they were taken to pasture in the mornings or back to the karias at night. They often have to graze at a distance of six miles or so from home, for, as the food near the karias is eaten up, they are driven farther out daily, and after a month or two the mat huts themselves are packed up and the tribe marches on, per- haps ten miles, to a fresh pasturage. Horsemen are constantly scouring the surrounding country to watch the next tribe, or to bring early news of a pasture having received heavy rain. Camels can be much more quickly rounded up and driven to the home karia than cattle or flocks, so they are trusted farther afield, and the number sometimes seen is astonishing, the whole horizon being covered with them. When camped at Gagab by the Milmil river-bed we daily saw between ten thousand and thirty thousand driven to water past our tents, belonging chiefly to the Rer Ali tribe. In Ogddén even an outcaste Midgan will sometimes own three or four hundred, and the only limit to their numbers is the capability of their owners to water and protect them. When a tribe becomes rich every man’s eye is covetously turned to this accumulation of camels, and it is not long before attempts are made to raid them ina mass, We were told of instances in the Dolbahanta country where ten thousand had been looted at one swoop. When unladen they can be driven at great speed, and as the raiders are nearly always on horseback, the attack is very sudden. When grazing, in dry weather, they are watered every six days or so, but when men are lazy, or animals very numerous, much longer periods are allowed to elapse. When rain has fallen, and the grass is green, camels, sheep, and goats are sometimes not watered for three months. We often found tens of thousands of camels and sheep grazing at least forty miles from water. The men and horses attendant on them live almost entirely on camel’s milk, a little water being carried over these great distances for the women and children. Droves of camels are generally led by an old one of immense size, a large wooden bell (kor) being hung round his neck to indicate the position of the drove after dusk. When returning from a good pasture, they show the exuberance of their spirits by cantering and kicking their heels in the air. A man running at best pace can with difficulty overtake one which is bent on avoiding him, and for a greater distance than two hundred yards the man is nowhere. They may often be seen scampering about II THE NOMADIC LIFE 33 the sands at Berbera, the men following for hours trying to catch them. According to the Somalis, camels have a young one every second year, generally in the Gu or monsoon. They begin to foal when three years old; the foal—black, tawny yellow, or white as a well-washed sheep—soon gets on its legs, and in a few days can scamper about. They are called Gédir, Gel-Ass, or Gel-Ad, according as they are born black, reddish yellow, or white, and they retain these shades through life. Yearlings, older camels, and she-camels with their young are kept in distinct mobs. The Somalis object to the firing of a gun near, or otherwise startling the she-camels when about to foal, as they gallop away in panic, injuring stock. A she-camel, besides nourishing her foal, will daily give milk for two men who have no other food; in the event of more being required, the young one is killed and the skin removed, and whenever the mother is milked its skin is rubbed against her nostrils. She. becomes quite tractable, and will follow the man who carries the skin. If the foal is allowed to live, as soon as it can browse the teats of the mother are tied with bits of string, and the milk reserved for human beings. Soméli ponies average about thirteen hands and a half, and are bred by every tribe except the Esa and Géri. Of the tribes I have met on different expeditions, those having the most ponies are the Dolbahanta, the Rer Ali, the Rer Amdden, the Habr Gerhajis, and the Jibril Abokr sub-tribe of the Habr Awal. In the Nogal country we saw enormous numbers, one man sometimes owning one hundred and fifty. The Somali pony carries a light weight splendidly ; his feet are harder than even those of an Arab horse, and, indeed, unless well shod the latter would make poor work on the rocky ground over which the Somali animal, which is never shod, will gallop at full speed. He is handy among bushes, and will go for three days, or even longer, without water, eats nothing but grass, and requires no care. I have never seen a Somali pony covered up or groomed ; he is exposed to all weathers, and is usually infested with ticks. The Kud-kudaha is a tick about half an inch in diameter, with a tortoise-shell back, its bite being venomous and drawing blood. Ponies are bred solely for inter-tribal fighting, the mares being considered the best. Sir Richard Burton, in his Mrst Footsteps in Hast Africa, gives an admirable description of the Somali pony and his rider, D 34 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CX not very flattering to either. But he could not have seen best stamp of pony among the Gadabursi, and we have noti that the tribes farther to the east were not so cruel as Gadabursi, a man often dismounting and walking to save animal. The few ponies which are kept in waterless tracts, as a gu for the grazing camels, receive each a daily allowance of milk of two camels mixed with a quart of water, the la’ being brought from great distances. They are never used pack animals, being too valuable in the eyes of the Somdli be degraded by doing donkey’s work. Mules are sometil used on the Zeila-Harar road, but are found nowhere else Somaliland, to my knowledge. , We tried the best Somali ponies ridden by their owr against an ordinary 14.1 “Gulf Arab” imported from Bomt which was ridden by my brother. The Somali invaria jumped off with a good start, keeping it for about one hund and fifty yards, and then dropping hopelessly behind when o the advantage of the start was lost. Donkeys are not much used for transport except on Zeila-Harar roads, where the country is stony. They are larg employed in taking salt and rice from Zeila to Harar, a bag rice weighing one hundred and seventy pounds, or half a ca load, being carried by each. Only women ride donkeys, Somali man considering it beneath his dignity to do so. When surveying in 1886, with a small escort of Bom Infantry sepoys, I provided each man with a donkey, either ride or to carry his valise and water-bottle on, according inclination. There were twelve men so mounted, and experiment proved a great success. The donkeys were dri herded together by two little boys. The escort was compc partly of these men and partly of Hindustani _policer mounted on ponies, carrying carbines in saddle-buckets. In later journeys, however, finding that the natives of Hindus! being used to plenty of water, were at a great disadvant when crossing waterless tracts, I formed the escort purely well-drilled Somalis, and this arrangement proved less expen: and better adapted to the requirements of the country. Cattle are kept chiefly by the tribes inhabiting hilly cour where water is plentiful, and by the mullahs in their settleme Cow’s milk is generally tainted by the smoked vessels in wl it is kept, and to obtain good milk it is necessary to see co THE NOMADIC LIFE 35 cow milked. Ghee, or clarified butter (subug), is prepared from the cow’s milk which is left after the people have drunk their fill, and this ghee is sent down for sale to Berbera, where the coast people, who live chiefly on rice, consume a great quantity. Somalis need fat or butter, and when not eating mutton or camel’s flesh, or drinking large quantities of milk, they insist on a plentiful allowance of ghee to mix with their rice. The cattle from the interior are largely exported to Aden for the supply of the garrison, and vast quantities of hides are annually exported to America. It is possible that the Aden supply has been affected of late years by the great drain caused by the Abyssinian foraging expeditions into-Ogadén. Sheep and goats constitute the ordinary Somali meat food. Camel meat is preferred, but it is considered a luxury, and cattle are seldom killed. The common sheep are of the black- headed variety (dumba), with fat tails, and are seen whitening the hillsides wherever tribes are encamped. In the rains they get very fat, their tails becoming flabby masses. At this season the Bur Dab raider hurries back to his family, to luxuriate on the delicious meat. Sheep are given as presents to caravans, and, like fruit in India, ‘they represent in the bountiful East the visiting-cards of the meagre West.” In-many places a chief is not supposed to be officially aware of a stranger’s presence til] he has received his gift of a sheep or two, or a piece of cloth. Sheep and goats can ordinarily go a week without water, but when grass is green they require none. We saw thousands of sheep grazing in the Haud pastures, forty miles away from water, and were told they would remain there for three months. Somali sheep have no wool to speak of, and are never sheared. A few goats are herded with every flock of sheep, and, being by far the more intelligent animals, take the lead when the flock is moving. The shepherd walks in front, calling to the goats, which are followed by the sheep. Sheep are exported in large numbers to Aden. In 1891 there were sixty-eight thousand exported chiefly to feed the garrison. Amongst the tribes quantities of sheep are killed daily, and devoured at the evening meal in the karias, with singing and dancing. Mutton ranks second to camel meat as the favourite food of a Somali. The annual movements of the trading caravans and the nomad tribes of Somaliland depend, of course, on the seasons. Roughly the duration of the seasons is as follows :— (1) Jilél—January to April—the driest season ; great heat. 36 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHapP. (2) Gu—May, June—the heavier rains (little felt on the coast). (3) Haga—July, August, September—the hot weather. The karif wind, or south-west monsoon, blows furiously. It is hot in Guban, with sand-storms, but cold on the Hand and other parts of the high interior. (4) Dair—October, November, December—the lighter rains. Heavy on the coast. (5) At the end of Jzdl is a short season of greatest heat just before Gu, called Kalil. Of these seasons the Haga is the most unpleasant on the coast, the karif, a strong south-west gale, sweeping along with great fury, blowing the dust and stones in the face of any caravan so unfortunate as to have to march against it, and making it impossible to keep a tent up. The wind generally commences at midnight and blows till 2 p.m. the next day ; the remainder of the twenty-four hours, from 2 p.m. till midnight, being a time of great heat, which is even more unpleasant than the wind, unless tempered by a slight north-east breeze, coming as a re- action after the fourteen hours’ gale. My usual plan was to make the longest marches in the mornings, in spite of the wind, and on halting, to camp under the shade of a tree till the wind should have stopped sufficiently for us to pitch tents. Then at night a bivouac was made by piling all the baggage and camel- mats into a steep wall, all of us sleeping under the lee of it in the open, by which means one could get a comfortable sleep till morning ; but I never kept up a tent during the wind-storm. At this season coast communication by dhow is very un- certain ; dhows cannot beat against the kari, but while sailing before it they make about eleven knots an hour. Dhows for Aden cannot leave the Berbera harbour during the Haga season until evening, when the lull occurs, and then they sail out to near the lighthouse, three miles west of the town, waiting till midnight to cross towards Aden; on getting thirty-five miles out to sea they are usually clear of the karif. This wind seems to cease above the level of Guban, and above Golis the heat of July is mitigated by cool south-west breezes which are not very violent. As one descends again to the Webbe Shabéleh valley in the far interior, one comes into the karéf again ; it is much worse at Bulhar, Berbera, and Karam than it is on the Zeila side. In the Kalil season, the intense heat just before the rains, I have registered 118° Fahrenheit under the shade of a double II THE NOMADIC LIFE 37 “Cabul” tent at mid-day, in my camp at Malgui in the maritime mountains, As we marched to the camp where this heat was registered, several of the men were bleeding from the nose, and on my asking them the reason, they said cheerfully, ‘Oh, Allah makes our noses bleed to cool our heads.” The Somalis do not wear anything on their heads, and the close-shaven skulls of the older men are entirely exposed to the hot sun. Caravans coming down from a distance of ten or twelve days’ march—that is, from Milmil or from this side of Gerlogubi— generally make two trips to the coast each year. For the first trip they come down from the interior late in the Haga, or about September, leaving Berbera again for the interior in the Dair, about December. They then come on a second trip in J2ldl, bringing down animals, hides, ivory, feathers, gum, and ghee ; and return in Kalél, taking up chiefly rice and cloth. From distant parts of Ogddén, or the Webbe, caravans make one trip a year, coming down at the end of Haga and returning in Kalil or the beginning of Gu. Many smaller caravans, coming from the nearer parts of the Haud and Ogo, and engaged in petty barter, make more than two journeys to and from Berbera. Those coming from Faf in Ogadén make the journey in, say, fifteen days’ fast marching without halts. The gédz, or march, is usually from four to five hours, ten to twelve miles being covered. The start is made at 4 a.M., marching goes on till 9 A.M., the midday halt giving the camels time to feed till 1 p.m., when another march is made till about 5 p.m. Eastern tribes make longer marches than the Gadabursi and Esa. The longest are made over waterless or uninhabited country, while in the inhabited tracts the caravan dawdles at every encampment. Our men used to advise us to make one long march instead of two short ones, but we found it did not benefit the camels, the only saving being in trouble to the men, as the camp had to be formed once instead of twice. In the hot weather on the Berbera maritime plain, the best time to march is at night, especially if there is a moon; the caravans swing along at a great pace in the cool of the night, especially if the paths are good and there is not too much jungle. Caravans leaving Berbera in the evening march throughout the night, reaching Laferug, thirty miles distant, before halting. At Berbera the camels are handed over, by arriving caravans, to the Esa Musa sub-tribe of the Habr Awal, or other nomadic 38 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHap. people similarly situated, who tend them till such time as required for the return journey to the interior. In Haga the Esa Musa and similar tribes are to be found at or near the base of Gélis Range, and in Dair they climb up this step into the Ogo country, which is vacated by the Habr Gerhajis tribe, who in their turn have retired far into the Haud, where the pastures are good at this season. In Jildl, the dry season, the Haud, having neither green grass nor surface pools, is unin- habitable, and the Habr Gerhajis being obliged to come north into their Ogo pastures and about Gdlis Range, the Esa Musa are apparently pushed down into Guban and the maritime plain, which is their own country. In the Gu, or heavy rains, the best season for grass, the Esa Musa have only their own sheep and cattle to look after. They are then found in Ogo, the Habr Gerhajis being far out in the Hand, taking advantage of the green pasture. All the nomads belonging to the coast tribes go into the Haud when there are green pasture and surface water, each tribe moving generally north and south, and keeping to its own strip of the plateau. Their best pastures are in the Haud, but they all have to leave in J7/dl, and are then sure to be found north of the Haud edge. Sometimes the Habr Awal cross the Hand nearly to its southern edge, and at others the Ogddén come northwards till about half-way across. In this way what may be called the “orbits” of tribes overlap. In the Gz, or rains, when the Habr Gerhajis are far away in the Haud, and com- petition at the coast is at its lowest ebb, the Esa Musa export their cattle and sheep to Aden. They have agents at Berbera, and as opportunities offer, batches of, say, ten oxen or two hundred sheep are brought down for export, marching by easy stages. Coming from Bur’o, eighty miles from the coast, cattle or sheep reach Berbera in four to six days, while caravans generally cover the distance in three days. Overlooking the Berbera-Bulhar coast track, at a spot about twenty-four miles west of Berbera, is a low spur of bare sand- stone hills, called Dabada Jialeh, ending at a single jia thorn- tree ; it is a spot which has till a few years ago been used by Esa Musa marauders as a watching-place when on the look-out for Ayyal Ahmed or Ayyal Yunis caravans passing along the track. There are similar spots all over the country, known as watching-places, sometimes a sandy hillock, sometimes a “boss ” of rock (dagah, the South African kopje); and many have de- Il THE NOMADIC LIFE 39 scriptive names, such as “ Dagaha Todoballa” (rock of the seven robbers), showing the use to which they have been put. Annually, when wandering in search of rain, tribes which are at feud are liable to meet where their orbits overlap, and so there is often a fight, and a few graves on the scene of action are left to mark the event. The country is further rendered un- safe by raiding and plundering parties which surprise caravans, and gangs of highway robbers, who do not disdain to attack small parties, or single men and women in charge of a camel or two. In the Gu, when the coast tribes are in Ogo and Haud, and there are pools of surface water everywhere and green grass for the ponies, and the tribes, moreover, have all their numbers present, a great deal of petty warfare and raiding goes on. Large mounted bands of young men go out from the tribes and travel great distances in search of caravans or of grazing flocks. When out on raid the cavalier ties a grass water-bottle to his saddle- bow, together with a quantity of sun-dried meat, and thus pro- vided he will often cross seventy miles of thorn forest to surprise his neighbour’s flocks and herds. The attack, made at dawn or in the afternoon, is arranged to take place suddenly, and it is timed when the male owners are scattered far and wide, sleeping in zeribas or under the shade of trees, wrapped up in their tobes, and the flocks are only attended by boys and girls. The looted animals are hastily driven off, urged by gentle spear-pricks, and the raiders return to their tribe to the musical strains of lowing cattle, bleating sheep, and screaming camels. If the enterprising horsemen are pursued in force the captured flocks are relin- quished, but the camels, travelling faster, are clung to as long as possible, at the risk of a human life or two. A looted horse is a great prize, and the happy gainer will boast long and loudly of his deed. ’In my several expeditions we were constantly crossing the tracks of these looting parties, which muster from thirty to four hundred mounted men. We actually fell in with a Dolbahanta troop returning from an unsuccessful raid on the Habr Toljaala herds, having covered a journey of one hundred and forty miles. Sometimes when resting at night the men sleep in line on the ground, the bridle of each pony being passed round the man’s wrist and the pony standing over him. In fighting order the troops are in single or double line, extended at an interval equal to the breadth of one pony. 40 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. The tribes near the northern coast most addicted to raiding appear to be the Jibril Abokr sub-tribe of the Habr Awal, the Mahamud Gerad Dolbahanta, and the Eidegalla, Habr Gerhajis. Late caravans, going into the interior in the beginning of Gu by the Mandeira route, are liable to be raided by the Jibril Abokr, parties of whom come from Arabsiyo, by Argan, to the low Assa Range, an extensive tract of broken country, and there wait for several days together on the chance of catching caravans on their way through the Murgo and Jerdéto Passes. The time is chosen when the Esa Musa and Habr Gerhajis are absent in Ogo and Haud searching for pasture, and have left unoccupied the stretch of country below the passes. The marauders, hiding in broken ground and deep ravines, will subsist for a long time on stolen camels, picked up here and there, until a sufficiently large caravan yields arich harvest of camels and property, with which the robbers decamp to their own country. Caravans travelling from Berbera to Hargeisa, Milmil, and the south-west, fearful of danger, will go directly south by Sheikh, and thence round by Toyo Plain, to Hargeisa. The Sheikh Pass is also used by caravans fearing to go into the interior by the Gaha and other eastern passes, which are annually threatened by the Mahamud Gerad; but both the Sheikh and Jerdto Passes have been greatly improved, both in point of safety and prac- ticability, by the British within the last few years. When water and grass are to be had for the horses, the Mahamud Gerad, Dolbahanta, and the coast section of the Habr Gerhajis organise strong mounted bands, which sweep through the Duss and Gaha Passes, and raid sometimes as far as Biyogéra and the Berbera maritime plain, carrying off everything they can steal, and retiring at once. They often make raids in the Waredad Plain above the Huguf Pass in the Habr Toljaala country, and few are the caravans which have the hardihood to come through this country by the Haliélo route. In fact, the Mahamud Gerad raids from the east, across the caravan routes to the Ogadén and Marehan countries, do, or did, immense harm to the Berbera trade. In the Dolbahanta country we found many natives with hides piled in their karias ready to be taken to Berbera, but fearing to risk them on the road. One caravan took advantage of the protection afforded by our escort to pass through the disturbed Bur Dab district. That caravans have persisted in crossing the country at all in face of the dangers to which they have always I THE NOMADIC LIFE 41 been exposed, speaks well for the value of Berbera as a port, and for the trading enterprise of the Somalis. The British system of furnishing armed “biladiers”! for the protection and at the expense of caravans has given great encouragement to trade. Men of two caravans meeting in the jungle will halt to ex- change the news, and with one’s own caravan it is difficult to make a guide pass his own karia. I have often been led five or six miles out of my way because the guide’s karia lay in that direction. His ambition is to bring the caravan to his home, to show off his own importance to his relations, and be able to play the host with a liberal distribution of his master’s presents. On the march our men have constantly shared their allowance of food with strangers going our way, and we have sometimes been astonished, when loading up at dawn, to see half a dozen natives warming their spears over the dying embers of our watch-fires, who have turned up in the night from no one knows where. In many cases these are women, and being industrious, they save the men a good deal of work. Somehow or other there is nearly always a woman or two in camp, generally young, pretty, and respectable, with the hair enclosed in the regulation dark blue bag, denoting that she is married. When I ask where she has sprung from, I always hear, “Oh, one of Mahomed’s cousins,” or “‘ J&ma’s sister.” Generally “ Jama’s sister” was going to a karia on ahead, to see about a stolen sheep. These relatives are always quiet, cheerful, and thrifty, eating little and doing the work of two men, besides inducing half a dozen youngsters to work harder at camel-loading to show off their muscles. They appear whenever we come to a karia, and disappear mysteriously at another. Often my men have told me that the new-comers were people who had been waiting to make a journey, and had joined us for the sake of protection, working for us in return. Sometimes I have been standing over a fire in the cold wind an hour before dawn, waiting for the cook to bring me my cup of coffee, when a youth, whom I have never seen before, has put down his shield and spears on the grass, and going to my bedding, has brought my ulster, saying, “Oh, Sircal! here is your coat,” in the most natural way, as if I had paid him for a month. It is wonderful how quickly these strangers worm themselves into one’s service. An unlicked cub of a karia dandy comes up 1 Biladiers, i.e. country police (derived from the Arabic). 42 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cH. il with shield and spear and joins your caravan. In a few days he has shown some special qualification, for tracking or camel- loading, for helping the cook, or carrying the theodolite. An accident deprives you of one of your men, and he receives the sick man’s rifle and cartridge-belt, and is numbered among your escort. In a fortnight he has come to the front as one of your best men, and on the next expedition he may be head camelman, and perhaps on a third or fourth interpreter and caravan leader. When he first joined you a year before he knew no language but Somali and a little Arabic, but while in your service he has picked up a fair amount of Hindustani. A few years later you meet him again as a merchant, who has in the interim accompanied half a dozen European sportsmen on shooting trips, and has now invested his savings in merchandise, trading with tribes which he would never have dared to visit except in the service of his white masters. Many atime have I wished that I could transform the complacent, shaven-headed, sleek-looking scoundrel back into the original unsophisticated cub with the mop of hair who came into my camp two or three years before ! Ak gt : eee I erd. of Plateou Gazettes CHAPTER III BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 Start from Berbera—The first koodoo—First herd of elephants seen ; elephant bagged with a single shot—Fresh start with another caravan—Waller’s gazelle bagged — Mandeira; delightful headquarters — The fIssutugan river—Herd of elephants found—Elephant hunt at Jalélo, and death of a large bull—Our night camp—Camp at Sobat—Elephants heard trumpeting at night—Interesting scene ; a herd of sixty elephants—Two elephants bagged—Camp at Hembeweina; lions round camp—A herd of elephants in the Jalélo reeds—Long and unsuccessful hunt—Tusks stolen by a caravan—Lions roaring round the Hembeweina camp at night—Visit of Shiré Shirmaki and thirty horsemen—Interesting scene— A‘row in camp—News of a solitary bull at Eil-Danan—Exciting hunt ; horsemen manceuvring a vicious elephant, and death of the bull—Return to Berbera. In January 1887, after having previously made six exploring expeditions to the interior of Somaliland, I started upon my first sporting trip after big game, my caravan consisting of eight Somalis with four camels. Marching thirty-five miles inland from Berbera, we pitched our first shooting camp at Hulkaboba, and the following day ascended the Gdlis Range by that Pass, halting in Mirso, a ledge two miles wide, situated two thousand feet above our last camp, and about half-way up the mountain, where there is excellent pasturage. We here 44 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. formed our bivouac beside a spring of clear water, and in the sandy torrent-beds which formed its approaches found many lion and koodoo tracks. Before leaving the coast I had sent two Somalis on horseback to the cedar forests which clothe the flat top of Golis to search for fresh elephant-tracks. On this evening they arrived to report having found no recent sign, so I decided to go to Sheikh, twelve miles to the east, and thence to try Wagar Mountain. At about 3 p.m. we loaded up and started on our march. The path led over rocky country along the side of Gdlis, through thick belts of jungle and across sandy torrent-beds, which in many places showed the fresh tracks of lions and antelopes, but not of elephants. It was very hot and the sharp stones were fearfully trying to the camels, nevertheless we had to push on in order to reach water while daylight lasted; we failed, and night overtaking us, were compelled to camp on the hillside without it. Next morning our march took us through a maze of ravines, about the worst ground I have ever traversed with baggage animals ; then descending abruptly to Lower Sheikh, we found a plot of green turf bordering a stream and surrounded on all sides by steep mountains. The Sheikh Pass takes its name from the tomb of a sheikh built in the form of a sugar-loaf plastered with a white substance, which forms a conspicuous landmark at the top of the pass. While forming camp at Lower Sheikh we were passed by a large caravan, which was fording the stream on its way with hides, gum, feathers, and other commodities, from the Ogddén country to Berbera, and soon afterwards my trackers arrived with the welcome news that they had struck the path of a herd of elephants—a bull and four cows—two marches to the south of the sheikh’s grave. They had followed and marked down the elephants to a jungle where they were likely to stay, at the back of Wagar, and they further reported the bull to be a fine tusker. I engaged three horsemen from among the Habr Gerhajis, whose pastures were at Lower Sheikh, to take up the tracks, and on sighting the herd to send one of their number back to guide us to the spot ; meanwhile I waited at Lower Sheikh, looking about for koodoo. Soon afterwards my people led in a shepherd boy, who had seen a bull and cow koodoo retire up one of the steep gorges of the Sheikh valley to take their noon rest under a large tree. A hot walk along the banks of the Sheikh river, at this time a mere ur BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 45 brook, brought us to the karia where the boy had first seen the koodoo. On the left bank of the river a gorge ran up into the mountains, and opposite to its mouth stood the karia, a circle of half a dozen poor-looking huts. I waited here while my Midgan hunter and the boy went to the foot of the hills; soon they reported that the position of the game was unchanged. The koodoo were still under the large tree at the head of the gorge some four or five hundred feet above us. The only way to get at them was to go up another gorge parallel to the one which contained the tree, and to leeward of it. On nearing the tree, after a tedious climb, I happened to crack a stick, and immediately there followed a crash and stampede below us. All noise soon ceased, but I caught sight of something moving down the gorge in front. Stooping cautiously, I looked through a thorn-bush, placing the muzzle of my Express within the network of twigs; after a second or two I could make out one large brown spiral horn and a bit of striped skin lying somewhere over the shoulder, so taking a quick aim a little below this, I touched the trigger and a beautiful bull koodoo rolled twenty feet down into the torrent- bed in the centre of the gorge, and was stopped by a large mass of rock. The cow galloped madly away, loosening a shower of stones with her hoofs, and soon there came from below the sound of two shots from a Snider as she raced past my camel- man, Nur Osman, posted at the mouth of the gorge; but crossing the Sheikh stream, she took to the hills on the opposite side of the valley and escaped. Leaving orders at the karia for a camel to follow us with the koodoo meat, we started home. The return walk in the evening down the valley was as wild and picturesque as one could wish. Nutr Osman and the Midgan led the way, carrying the head and skin of my first koodoo, at which I could not help looking admiringly from time to time, for it was a great prize. Our path led close to the stream, over dark slippery rocks, with here and there a plot of rich turf running down to the water’s edge. At our backs the sun was setting behind the crest of Golis, and in front rose gigantic precipices, the hills having been quarried out by the river into a deep cafion. As it grew dusk my reflections were disturbed by a wart-hog boar, which had come down to drink in the cool stream after a hot day, but I had no reason for firing at him, his tusks being poor. 46 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CH. 111 The next day one of the three horsemen came back to tell me that he had marked down the herd of elephants, and that it was being watched by his companions. He carried in his hand pieces of half-chewed aloes! with the saliva still damp upon them, which the elephants had torn up a few hours ago. Leav- ing most of the baggage behind in the camp at Lower Sheikh, and posting Nur Osman and another of the men in charge, I mounted the Sheikh Pass the next morning at sunrise, accompanied by two camels and five men. At the top of the pass I shot a spotted hyena, to the delight of the mullahs living at the village of Guldu Hamed close by, as it had stolen several of their sheep. Half an hour before sunset two horsemen came racing over the plain from the Wagar direction, and poising their spears circled round us at full speed. They pulled up shouting “A/6¢/” (Hail!) and reported the latest tidings about the herd. I learned the melancholy news that it had got away in the night. My men, however, tried to comfort me by saying, “ Jnsh’ Allah bukera” (Please God, to-morrow). We camped at an empty zeriba in a strip of bush near Soksodi, where there was firewood and water, intending to search for the elephants next day. We lit a roaring fire and threw ourselves down on the sand to sleep. At dawn, while my men were preparing coffee, I took a stroll round camp, and saw by several broad footprints in the sand that a large lion had been prowling round our bivouac all night. Later on my men pointed out old tracks of elephants, broken branches, and aloe clumps, indicating the course of a herd which must have passed two or three days before. I sent all the men into the covert to look for fresh tracks, but at noon they returned unsuccessful. At two in the afternoon some shepherds came to water a flock of sheep on their way to the Berbera market, and said that they had passed a herd of elephants only an hour ago in a valley to the south. On my asking for a guide they refused, hoping to get me to pay heavily for their information, so I shouldered my double four-bore rifle and started with the two Midgan trackers on the back trail of the sheep, hoping to find the elephants without a guide. The path led past two small sandstone hills, and we then entered a sloping valley, down the centre of which ran a sand-river bordered by dense jungle. Heavy masses of armo creeper draped the branches of the trees, 1 The ‘‘ Hig” is not really an aloe, the true name being Sanseveira. “100d V LV SLNVHd373 CHAP. III BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 49 and as we advanced, fragments of creeper, evidently torn down by the elephants, lay across our path. We soon came to the fresh tracks of a herd which must have passed early in the day, and the Midgdns began to follow the footprints with great interest. The signs became every moment more distinct ; at one spot the elephants had taken a long halt, rolling in the sand ; and after half an hour’s tracking we found evidences that we were quite close to them. Sitting down with one of the Midgans, I sent the other up a small hill to look around; he soon returned, whispering “ Maréd:, Maréd:/” (Elephants). Having joined us, he shaded his eyes to have another look, and then stretching out his hand, he pointed to two reddish brown spots among the lower branches of a clump of high trees on the farther side of a glade. As we looked six large elephants and four calves walked solemnly by twos or in single file out into the open. Even in this:moment of excite- ment—for I had never seen a wild elephant before—I noticed the huge ears of the African species, the high forequarters and quick, active pace, and a beautiful sight it was! Swinging their heads from side to side, they crossed the glade and entered a clump of trees. Here they stopped and began feeding about, the swaying and snapping of the branches, and the peculiar low rumbling which they give out when feeding, indicating where they stood, though we could not see them. The Midgdns, who were new to the work of attacking elephants on foot, did not quite like the prospect of going with me into the middle of the herd, so taking the four-bore, and telling them to watch from a low hill, I began creeping into the jungle alone. In thick forests the chief difficulty of elephant- hunting consists in picking out the one with the best tusks, and then getting close up to it without being winded or seen by the others. I threw up some sand to try the direction of the wind, and then advanced very silently for a hundred yards into the thickest jungle. I heard the rustle of some creepers in front of me, and then peeping through the underwood I saw three elephants fanning themselves with their ears under a very large camel- thorn-tree, whose branches rose to a flat fan shape high above their heads. It was from this thorn-tree that one of them had just been pulling down the creepers. From my left came the rumbling sound made by a fourth elephant, but I could see nothing there. I had on entering the jungle unconsciously E 50 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. walked into the very centre of the herd, and there was now no time to be lost in making my choice, because one of them might at any moment get down wind of me and sound the alarm. The elephants I had seen were standing about forty yards away, one being a little apart from the other two, close to a tree, and I could see that a pair of tusks protruded from its lips. I advanced to within fifteen yards of the foremost one, which looked quietly at me for some moments, its trunk feeling the wind, as if wondering whether I might or might not be the stump of a tree. Raising my rifle I fired at the centre of the temple, half-way between the eye and the ear. The smoke obscured my view, but the next instant I could hear the jungle stirring all round me as the elephants made off. Then every living thing seemed to have left the place. As the smoke cleared away it disclosed, fifteen yards off, the body of the elephant sitting motionless with its knees tucked under its chest, a single hole in the temple showing where the bullet had entered. This turned out to be the largest cow in the herd, and I after- wards found, by a thorough examination of the tracks in the neighbourhood, that there was not a single bull. Satisfied with my success so far as it went, I did not follow the herd, and in answer to my whistle the Midgdns came up, astonished to see that a single bullet had done the business. The camels were brought up, and we formed our bivouac by the dead elephant, and at dusk the tusks lay beside the camp- fire. Next day we marched to Sheikh, and found the camp safe, and in the evening began our march back to Berbera. Two months later I set out again, beginning by a dhow voyage of one hundred and fifty miles across the Gulf of Aden. I hired four camels and two camelmen at five rupees a day, or about £10 fora whole month. I also engaged a caravan leader, three servants, two Soméali trackers, and a Midgan, not a large party with which to go into an unknown country. To guard against the possible attack by robbers at a time when the English even at the coast were very little known, I lent my three servants a Snider carbine each. The remainder of the men had their spears and shields, and the Midgan, Adan, carried his bow and arrows. My “butler,” Nur Osman, had been a ? This was a mistake, as I could then have bought the camels for £8 the lot and sold them for £6 at the end of the trip, and on all later trips of any duration I have bought instead of hiring. The constant and steady rise in the price of camels may, however, in time give hiring the advantage. 111 BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 51 camelman in the Nile expedition for the relief of Gordon, and had become a very fair shot. By the light of a full moon we started across the Berbera Maritime Plain, going south-west; and at 1 a.m. reached a small tree called ‘‘Nasfya” (the resting-place), sixteen miles from the coast. Early in the night we passed several karias of trading caravans halted round Berbera for the trading season, each circle of mat huts pouring out a crowd of Midgdn dogs to give us a surly salute. At the last karia I fired at and missed a spotted hyena. At Nastya we threw ourselves down on the sand, and unloading the camels took a short sleep to refresh ourselves for the work yet before us, and at 4 A.M. pushed on again towards the first water, Deregédleh, twenty-two miles from Berbera. As we advanced the bare-looking Maritime Plain began to break up into stony watercourses and thorny bush. We passed, to our right, a detached flat-topped hill of trap formation called Syene, part of the first low Maritime Range. Near Syene I saw two buck Scemmerring’s gazelles, looking large and white by the light of the rising sun at my back. The wind was blowing from the front, and I made a careful stalk, but on raising my head from the last watercourse the aoul had removed three hundred yards distant, and were stopping to gaze. They had seen my camels coming along. Then with whisking tails they trotted away, and I never saw them again. Scemmerring’s gazelle carries a pair of graceful lyre-shaped black: horns, about fourteen inches in length and well ringed. When still scarcely clear of Syene, catching a glimpse of dark red in a watercourse two hundred yards to my left, I walked towards it, put up a Waller’s gazelle, and bagged him with my Martini-Henry rifle. At 10 a.m. we reached Deregédleh, a watercourse which has cut deep into the limestone rock of the interior plain and hollowed it out into caves, in which sheep, when waiting at the wells, take shelter from the sun. There is some very low cover on each bank, in which hares and the little Sakdro antelopes are to be found. We left Deregédleh and marched to Mandeira, a delightful headquarters. It is a valley about three miles wide, under Gan Libah mountain, a bluff of the great Gélis Range. The mount- ains overlooking this valley rise to about six thousand feet above sea-level. The high country beyond them is called Ogo, 52 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. the interior and Maritime Plains below them are called Guban. The Ogo climate is much cooler than that of Guban, and the grass and jungle more luxuriant. At Mandeira, all along the foot of Gélis, is more or less dense forest of the large gudd thorn-tree, with a thick undergrowth of aloes and thorny bushes. Here are found leopards, lesser kocdoo, Waller’s gazelle, and wart-hog. The pugs of an occasional lion may still, I think, be seen, and in the gorges of the mountain is to be found the large koodoo,! with his splendid spiral horns, and the Alakud or klipspringer. In the stony interior plains between Gdlis and the Maritime Range are found beisa, wild ass, the ubiquitous Waller’s gazelle, the lowland gazelle, and a few shy ostriches. Spotted hyzenas are common, striped hyzenas rare. We camped near the water at Mandeira at mid-day, and found the valley occupied by a section of the Habr Gerhajis tribe, who were friendly. While here I shot a buck lesser koodoo and missed a splendid bull koodoo, which crossed a ledge of rock two hundred feet above us. The buck lesser koodoo is, I think, the most beautiful wild animal in Somialiland ; his coat is fairly long, of a blue gray colour in old males, and nicely marked with white bands across the body. The horns are spiral, and about twenty-five inches long, and he has a bushy tail tipped with white. When disturbed he goes away in great bounds, flying the bushes and clumps of aloes, and presenting a most difficult shot. Hearing that there were elephants near Little Harar (Hargeisa), we went on to Gulanleh, about twenty miles short of that place and ninety south-west of Berbera. At Guldnleh the country became open and undulating, the Gdlis Range having ceased, and Guban rising gradually to the level of Ogo, Hargeisa is situated in the district between Ogo and Guban, which is called Ogo-Guban. The country immediately north of Hargeisa is called the Damel Plain, a vast plateau of rolling ground covered with gravel or red earth, and low thorny scrub, and traversed by tributaries of the Issutugan river-bed. The Issutugan is a sand-river at places from one to five hundred yards wide, which, rising near Hargeisa, cuts through the Maritime Range and sends its freshets over the Maritime Plain to reach the sea near Bulhér or Géri. The tributaries are generally dry and sandy, with patches of dense reeds, and are 1 Nearly all the ground for large koodoo is now included in the preserve for the Aden garrison. Ill BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 53 bordered by belts of high tree-jungle about a mile wide. These reeds, generally ten feet high, were at that time infested by lions, which did not appear in the daytime, but left plenty of tracks in the sand, showing where they had prowled up and down the river-beds at night. In May, June, and December elephants used to come down these rivers to feed on the creepers and aloes of the forest belts along their banks, often leaving the shelter of the trees to stand in the patches of reeds. I bad determined to make Gulanleh my headquarters for ‘ FLYING THE BUSHES.” elephant-hunting, and to send my two Somali trackers, who were mounted, together with a Habr Gerhajis horseman who had joined us at Mandeira, into all the large elephant jungles within twenty miles. Meanwhile I remained at Gulanleh, going out shooting every day. Here I was lucky enough to bag two fine bull beisa and two cow, all four having long, straight horns. A few buck Waller’s and plateau gazelles followed, and on the second day of my stay we put up nine ostriches, there being two cocks and seven hens. I fired at them with the Martini-Henry at three hundred yards as they sailed away, but only knocked up the dust around them. Three 54 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cuaP. times we fell in with ostriches, but always found their vision too good for us. They look like gigantic fowls as they go streaming away over the plains. At Gulanleh we also saw a herd of wild asses, which halted fifty yards away to gaze. We, however, held our fire, not considering them fair game. They were splendid animals, very well marked with stripes on the legs. On 13th May my patience was rewarded by the arrival of the three horsemen, with the news that they had found a large herd of elephants at Jalélo, about twelve miles away to the west ; so we packed a few blankets, axes, tinned provisions, and other necessaries on a camel, and filling my pockets with dates, I set out at 8 a.m. for the Jalélo covert, accompanied by two mounted trackers, the Midgdn, and two other men, leaving the Gulanleh camp in the charge of Nur Osman. The forest at Jalélo consists chiefly of the heavy guddé timber bordering the Hembeweina river, which lower down is called Issutugan. There are extensive tracts of reeds in the river-bed, and these are so dense it is hard work forcing a path through them, and once inside it is impossible to see anything except at a distance of a few feet. After a hot march we struck the Hembeweina river at Jalélo, and, sending the mounted trackers and all the other men to hunt up the elephants, I sat under a wild date- palm, and lunched off sardines, dates, and the contents of my water-bottle. The mid-day sun had been fearfully hot, and I was just dozing off to sleep under the grateful shade of the date-palm, when my head tracker, Hussein Debeli, came bounding up in a state of excitement, brandishing his big stabbing spear and dancing round me in circles. I knew at once that his news was good, and, after a pause to take breath, he said he had suddenly seen a very large bull elephant in the bed of the river only half a mile below my palm-tree. Packing everything quickly on the camel, and leaving orders for it to be brought on slowly after us, I took Hussein Debeli as guide, and shoulder- ing my four-bore rifle, which weighed over twenty pounds, started off to look up the elephant. As we rounded a spur he came into full view, walking quickly down the centre of the river-bed below us, turning his head from side to side as he swung along, his great ears sticking out at right angles like studding-sails. He looked rather disturbed in his mind, and as a breeze was blowing from us down the river towards him, rat BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 55 he had no doubt winded us, or one of the men who had been sent to look for him. Going as fast as we could, we ran along the high bank to intercept him, and if possible to get below and to leeward of him before beginning the attack, but as we got nearly abreast he saw us and broke into a shambling trot. Seeing that he was escaping, I opened fire with the four-bore, though the range was at least seventy yards. At the shots he spun round and turned up-stream again at a great rate. Bathed in per- spiration from the hot sun, and desperately thirsty, I followed as fast as I could, and at last, in the distance up the river, appeared the two horsemen, with red tassels flying and spears flashing in the sun, galloping down at full speed to head the elephant. This had the effect of forcing him to plunge into the broad bed of reeds, where he pulled up, comparatively secure from attack. It so happened, however, that he had chosen a spot where the steep river-bank overlooked the reeds, so that on going to the edge and peeping over, I could see his head and the ridge of his back just rising above them. The range was far, over sixty yards, but firing from where we were was preferable to the impossible task of trying to approach him noiselessly in the reeds, so, aiming for the temple, I opened fire again. A right and left were answered by an unmistakable crack as of a big bullet hitting bone, and by a “swish” as the second shot, going over the mark, went innocently through the tops of the reeds. The first shot, however, had told, boring a clean hole through the flap of the ear and entering the skull rather far back. The elephant gave a shrill trumpet, spread out his ears, and spun round facing us, then he swung back into the original position. Another shot, fired at the place where I guessed his shoulder to be, made him throw up his trunk and subside into the reeds, but he was up again in an instant, looking very sick. This would never do, so climbing down the steep scarp to the lower level, and edging carefully round the margin of the reeds till nearly opposite him, and then going in a little way so that I could see his temple above the reeds some thirty yards away, I took a very careful aim and fired. The elephant dropped at once, and when my Somalis, who were standing on the bank beyond him, raised a hunting-song, I knew that he was dead. We now went in, following the path he had made into the reeds, and found him lying on his side; one tusk was four 56 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cuhay. feet long and fairly thick; the other had lost a foot from the point, possibly broken off while uprooting a tree. He was a fine fellow, and when we brought a tape later on, we found he measured ten feet six inches perpendicular height at the shoulder. The camel coming up, we got down axes and at once set to work to cut out the ivory. I found the Somalis very feeble at this work, as it was sunset by the time they had removed one tusk, and they seemed thoroughly exhausted. Then a heavy rainstorm burst over us, and when it had stopped the setting sun left us wet through, shivering under a thorn-bush, the river valley turned temporarily into an immense marsh, and, worst of all, no moon. We had seen many fresh lion tracks in the river-bed during our hunt, which fact did not tend to improve the outlook, and my five men declared themselves too exhausted to collect dry firewood, and lay like logs, looking the picture of misery. After ten minutes wasted in trying to coax them to help me, during which I was only answered by grunts, I tried the effect of storming at them, and seeing I was annoyed and fear- ing for their precious salaries, they sulkily began to look about for scraps of bark which might have escaped the general wetting. They considered a fire unnecessary, saying that Allah would keep the lions away, and that they were too wet and miserable to care whether they were eaten up or not. Not being bad fellows, however, they afterwards began to warm to their work, and collected a goodly pile, and digging out a box of matches from my bag, we soon had a cheerful blaze, and made a thorn zeriba round our bivouac. The place now looked fairly com- fortable, with our clothes hanging upon the surrounding branches. The Somalis were before long snoring under some of my blankets which I had to lend them, but I had no intention of going supperless to bed, and sat up for two hours longer, cook- ing a formidable dish of soup and a pot of cocoa, and on the whole thoroughly enjoying myself, with the tusk of my first bull elephant lying on the grass before me. The consequence was that when we were roused up next morning by the sun shining into our eyes, I felt quite fresh, while my companions did nothing but grunt and shiver under the blankets. By noon we had cut out the other tusk, and packing everything on the camel, we set out to march three miles down the river to Hembeweina. During our short march we saw lesser koodoo, beisa, and ul BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 57 Waller’s gazelle, but I was unsuccessful with these, and we formed a second bivouac without having found the main herd of elephants of which we had been in search. Next morning we marched back to Guldnleh, intending to bring away our main camp which had been left there, and to strike the river again at Sobdt, twelve miles above Jalélo. This plan we carried out, forming an encampment at Sobdt near the great rocks through which the Issutugan trickles at this spot. Below our camp the river-bed opened out into a broad, dry, sandy wddi with- out reeds, and bordered by dense forest with aloe undergrowth. The banks of this river from Sobat to Hembeweina were carpeted with grass and there was a good supply of water ; moreover, the nearest Somali karias were those of the Abdul Ishak, Habr Gerhajis, at least twenty miles to the south-east. These are the conditions most favourable fcr the presence of game. On the morning after our arrival at Sobat I was rudely awakened from my second sleep by Nur Osman poking me up with the butt-end of a Snider, and informing me that elephants had been heard trumpeting in the forest a short distance from the tent, where they had been quartering about, afraid to come to the water. It was still dark, but by the time I had lit a candle and had a wash and breakfast, a long red line in the east showed that the dawn was just beginning to break, and we sallied out. We expected to come on the fresh tracks at once, but we had searched the jungle round camp for at least half a mile in every direction before one of the men, who had gone farther afield, came running back saying he could show me the herd. Pushing forward to the top of the next rise, we looked about us, and in the thickest part of the forest saw several dark masses, which in the growing light we made out to be the ears of elephants moving backwards and forwards as they stood listening. Walking cautiously round them, we reached a small hillock which overlooked the jungle to leeward of them, and made a careful examination of the herd. While so doing we discovered that it was a very large one, some of the cows which we had at first overlooked being actually down wind of us. None appeared at first to notice us, but we must have con- cealed ourselves carelessly whilst moving about looking for a good tusker, and I think one or two of them later on became aware of our presence. We had been watching them for 58 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CH. 111 nearly half an hour, and a very pretty sight it was; the herd numbered about sixty, and seemed to be made up entirely of cows and young calves. Hitherto they had been browsing comfortably and had seemed quite at home, as if the forest belonged to them ; now, however, they slowly but surely began to prepare to move off the ground. Whether they had discovered us, or were merely contemplating a change of quarters, was not quite clear. Ina short time a line began to be formed, and they filed away in full view, travelling down wind, so that we did not quite know, since we could see no bull, what was the next thing to be done. They were moving at a steady walk, and we amused ourselves counting them and examining each individual, as I did not wish to shoot cows. I regretted much not having the means to photograph them as they solemnly went by without fuss or noise, treading carefully, each small calf hurrying along under its great mother’s hind-legs. All the cows above medium size seemed to have tusks. Whilst I stood admiring the herd disappearing among the trees like a dissolving view, I was reminded by the bloodthirsty Hussein that we had come to destroy elephants, and not to stare at them, so, the temptation being too much for me, we took up their tracks through the heavy timber, with bad aloe undergrowth, the crash, as an elephant now and then play- fully broke a tree ahead of us, being carried to our ears. Once we followed too close, for a prolonged crash in our direction told that an old cow was investigating the taint in the air. We, of course, gave her plenty of room, as I wanted to have another look for a bull before advancing to the attack, and when all was quiet we resumed our tracking. The jungle was very fine, so that while we were following the elephants we were generally in the shade. We found the small Sakdro antelopes very numerous, standing behind the aloes to gaze at us and then darting off with their whistling alarm-note. Sometimes we came on several tortoises, some of their shells measuring quite two feet long and a foot wide. They seemed to live in small families of four or five, and are very common in the aloe jungles. At last, after a walk of little more than a mile, we again sighted the elephants standing at the edge of the forest belt, crowded together in three large groups, looking uncommonly suspicious. Some high ground overlooked the jungle, and circling round as far as possible under cover, we reached a position very open and exposed, but otherwise good, being CHAP. III BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 61 down wind and sixty yards from the nearest group. We were standing on a spur of the Damel Plain, covered with loose gravel and sprinkled with a few small bushes. After a rapid examination of the ground I opened fire at the biggest elephant, when, with indescribable commotion and clouds of dust, the three groups dissolved into a long string, rushing past us headlong through the forest, only intent on escape. The big cow at which I had fired was hidden in dust for a moment, and then spinning round in a semicircle, she made off after the others, her stern quite closing up the path. Follow- ing on in her wake we came up with some of the herd which were lagging, and I fired at one which appeared to be a young bull, bringing it down stone dead on its side, the bullet having caught it behind the shoulders while going by at full speed. Unfortunately, on inspection it proved to be a cow. Then, continuing in the direction taken by the herd, we at length saw the cow first hit standing within forty yards of a large tree ; and stalking up to the tree, which was to leeward of her, I fired at her temple. She went down and rolled over on her side, the men, delighted at my success, running up to jump on her back. Suddenly I shouted, “Look out, she’s getting up!” and I had scarcely time to cover her temple with the foresight from where I stood, twenty yards away, before she was on her legs again, with ears stuck out at right angles. Another shot from the four-bore, and she fell dead. The severe kick of the rifle generally sent me back a couple of yards, and I must have been standing wrong, for as I fired something gave way in my right leg, and I came down in a sitting posture on to a clump of aloes, unable to rise at once, and wondering whether the elephant was dead or not. I was laid up in camp for three days, but on the fourth I could limp about very creditably, and killed a fine wart-hog boar near camp, besides firing at five striped hyznas prowling about at dusk among the rocks. When we had cut out the tusks of the two cows we resolved to try fresh ground, and getting astride my mule I marched with my caravan to Hembeweina, sixteen miles lower down the river. Here we found in the sand the tracks of six lions of different ages, which had been prowling about in the river-bed and in the bordering reeds. Close to camp we found the half-eaten carcase of a spotted hyena which they had caught. They must have been badly off for food to have eaten a hyzena; indeed, from the absence of fresh tracks, 62 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. we thought the rest of the game must have been frightened from the vicinity by the lions. The day after our arrival at Hembeweina I was again disturbed before dawn by Nur Osman, with the report that a lot of elephants had been heard trumpeting near the water during the night, and after a good breakfast we started in search of them. After going up the river-bank for about three miles, we came to the large patch of reeds at Jalélo where I had killed the first bull eight days before, and getting on to the identical spot on the high bank from which I had fired at him, examined the expanse of reeds. The air was much tainted by the dead elephant as we approached the edge of the bank, too much so to make us care to go into the reeds to investigate farther. Looking over the sea of yellow stems we suddenly saw two cow elephants with one large calf in company, standing under a date-palm well out in the reeds some two hundred and fifty yards distant from the spot on which we were standing. Wishing to get a bull, I decided not to attack them. My Somalis were advising me to advance upon these three herd elephants, and we were sitting on the edge of the bank intently gazing at them, when an indescribable feeling that something was behind made me look round, and there, standing right over us, not twenty yards away, was an enormous tusker quietly blinking his eyes at us and balancing his right leg, undecided whether to go on along the top of the bank behind us or to take a path straight down into the reeds. He must have come up very quietly, for no one had heard a sound, and my looking round seemed to have been accidental. Meanwhile, as we were in the open on the edge of the scarp, in a bad position to withstand a charge, especially as I was still lame, we waited, crouched as we were, keeping as still as mice, and watched the enormous brute making up his mind. We were so much in the open that had I raised my rifle he would have made us out at once. Perhaps I ought to have fired, but when first seen his head was towards us and his trunk down, so that he offered no certain shot. After swinging his foot once or twice he took the path down into the reeds, treading softly, as if afraid of cracking a stick, and looking curiously towards us out of the corner of his eye, evidently unable to make out quite what we were; when he was round the bank I stood up ready to fire at him as he passed below. On reaching the lower level he seemed to scent the dead III BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 63 elephant, and began walking swiftly out into the reeds. There was no time to be lost if I wanted those big white tusks, so aiming quickly as he moved, I fired the heavy rifle at the root of his ear, hiting him just a little too far back. A fiendish change came over him, until now so calm and solemn. Out went his great ears, and with his trunk curled up tightly in front of his chest, giving a shrill trumpet he raised his head and went crash- ing through the dry reeds, going up the river-bed and presenting his side to us. Aiming for the shoulder, I again fired, and struck him fairly in the ribs; this turned him across the river straight away from our bank, and he dropped into the wake of the three cows, which on hearing the shots had left the palm- tree in alarm, and were already sailing away through the reeds in fine style. I was still very lame, and until the mule came up had to content myself with watching the game disappear into the forest on the farther side of the river. While they were crossing the reeds the wounded bull gave an occasional squeal and charged off at a tangent, pounding imaginary foes, and looking the picture of annoyance. As the four elephants disappeared among the trees they were joined by two strings of cows and young ones which we had not seen before, followed by two very large tuskers. I felt that I had made a mess of the business, and regretted then that we had left the horses in camp, as they would have been most useful in turning the elephants. We had to wait some minutes for my mule to be brought up, and it was 9 a.m. before we took up the tracks of the wounded elephant. The sun was beginning to get very powerful, making doubly hard the work of advancing over the masses of fallen reeds which obstructed the ground even in the path made by the elephants. The tracking, however, was not difficult, as a wide lane had been opened through the reeds, everywhere bespattered with blood. When we reached the forest on the farther side of the river the blood had almost ceased, and following became a difficult matter, as the footsteps of the wounded elephant were becoming mingled with those of the other two bulls. It was dreadfully hot, and for inore than two hours we toiled along over aloes and thorns and through tree-jungles, covering about six miles of ground before we again sighted our game. The herd was standing taking shelter from the mid-day sun under three large trees which grew close together, and we advanced to the attack. We could not make out the wounded 64 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA — cuap. bull, so I fired at the head of the largest elephant I could see, and the explosion of my rifle was followed by a loud answering crack and squeal from the herd, which soon became enveloped in a dense cloud of dust. We ran on in pursuit, but they slipped away and crossed half a mile of open stony ground, passed a group of rocks which overhung a sand-river, and stood half a mile off, in moderately high jungle. Climbing the rocks I could see them, but following farther with my lame leg was out of the question, so my two trackers offered to go round and drive them to me if I would lend them my Martini rifle and Express and some cartridges. Meanwhile I seated myself on a rock and watched the herd. There was one very sick elephant in it, which seemed to be continually rolling, surrounded by a group of sympathising friends. I afterwards found this to be the bull first wounded —the one which had surprised us on the river bank—and he appeared to be in a dying state. While I was gazing over the forest at them they suddenly began to move in my direction very fast, and a moment later the breeze carried to my ears the reports of musketry fired at a distance from beyond the elephants. The herd disappeared for a minute and then emerged from the high jungle and came over the open, straight for my position ; they then turned into the river-bed and came past me at a great pace, at over eighty yards’ distance. I fired right and left at the shoulder of an old bull, the biggest of the three, carrying fine long tusks. He fell and kicked about for a second or two in a cloud of dust, and then turned up-stream with the others, going very fast. They then passed round my rock at about a hundred yards, too far for straight shooting with such a rifle, and got out of range, the badly-wounded bull being no doubt among them. ‘There was one bull throwing sand over its back, which I concluded must be the sick one, My leg was now beginning to feel the strain of the day’s work, and at the second discharge of the heavy rifle I was sent flying, and subsided into a sitting posture among the rocks, the rifle dropping out of my hands. The elephants now sailed gaily away over huge boulders and torrent-beds with the activity of monkeys, and soon disappeared over the brow of a low hill, leaving me sitting on the rocks utterly fagged out. When the trackers came up we went to examine the place where the largest bull had fallen. The aloes were crushed to bits and the sand was much scraped about, but we did not notice any blood. The ul BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 65 elephants had quite beaten us, and we made the best of our way home, reaching camp at dusk after a very tiring day. For two days I had horsemen dogging the footsteps of the wounded bulls, but they returned and reported that the herd had gone past Little Harar and might not pull up for two days, having been thoroughly disturbed by the hunt. They had followed the tracks of the sick bull for twenty-five miles, and he had separated from the herd, halting to roll many times, and at last his tracks had become mixed with those of a fresh herd of bulls, cows, and young ones, and they had then left them. Rain having recently fallen had made the tracking more difficult. On the night after this long elephant-hunt we were awakened at about twelve by two lions keeping up a deep roaring, repeated at short intervals, which seemed to be uttered only thirty yards from our fence, though in reality the distance was at least a hundred, as was shown next morning by the pugs in the sand. Luckily, neither my mule nor the three Somali ponies were at all nervous, or we should have had them breaking away. One lion kept up wind, giving at first low grunts, growing louder and ending in a roar, then dwindling down again to nothing. After a bit he would be answered by a rumbling sound on the other side, from a lioness concealed in the reeds down at the river- bed close by. There was absolutely no moon, so we could do nothing but replenish the fires with grass and sticks. My men jeered at the lions, saying they were not in earnest or they would not make so much noise. We had left some meat out within twenty yards of our fence, but found it untouched in the morning, the lions evidently fearing to come so close. I found Hembeweina very pleasant, and never tired of wandering about near camp examining the fresh elephant-tracks in the river-bed. A herd which had lately passed had made several wells or large holes in the sand, into which water trickled from the stream, and over these holes they had stood to drink and throw water over their bodies. One day I was out quite alone on one of these rambles, and after crossing the river had ascended to the top of a plateau half amile from camp. The summit was covered with black stones 1 Some time afterwards, in Berbera, two natives came down and reported that they had seen the dead elephant near Hargeisa, and that a passing caravan had appropriated the tusks on its way to Harar. Through the proper channels I applied to the Emir of Harar for their recovery, and that is the last I ever heard of them. F 66 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cuap. and occasional tufts of very green feathery grass. Finding fresh beisa tracks I began to cross the plateau, but the tracking was rendered difficult by the number of stones. All at once I caught sight of a large animal moving slowly among some bushes, evidently grazing and unsuspicious of danger; and thinking that it might be a beisa, I began to stalk up to it. This was not easy because of the transparent nature of the bush; how- ever, I got up to three hundred yards, and imagine my snrprise to find that the animal was a Somali pony alone in this bleak spot. This plateau had a bad reputation—the nearest tribe to the north-west, seventy miles away, being famous for raiding and lifting the cattle of the Abdul Ishak. By the side of the horse there was something on the ground, which might be a man or a small ant-hill. Having on a former trip had my caravan dogged by scouts from a tribe, I thought I would cautiously investigate. So I crept up and found that there was no man, while the horse, left to run wild without bridle or rope, gave a whinny and trotted round me in a circle with arching neck, nodding his head up and down. He had evidently been abandoned by his rider, and I determined to catch him, use him for work with elephants, and then take him to the coast to be claimed. Returning to camp I brought up my people, and using the mule as a decoy, we at last got a rope over the horse’s head and led him quietly to camp. The day after the capture of the horse two men rode in to give me news that Shiré Shirmaki, one of the Habr Gerhajis wise men, was on his way from his karia, fifteen miles distant, to visit me, bringing thirty horsemen with him, who, my informants said, were his children. Then 1] witnessed the dzbdltig, or equestrian display, given in my honour, as the first English visitor to their country. In the distance, over the plain, arose a thin wreath of dust, and from beneath it appeared first one or two horsemen, and then about thirty, following each other in single file, and coming on at a trot. Presently, as they approached the camp, they formed line and broke into a canter, the spears flashing vividly in the sun, and the bright red trappings of the horses flaring out against the green thorn-jungle. Each horseman wore a khailz —a tobe of scarlet dashed with blue in two shades, the colours being arranged tartan-wise. They approached to within a hundred yards of the camp, and then halted. Accompanied by my nine men, I left the zeriba and advanced to meet them. Sitting on his pony in the centre of the group was Shiré Shir- Ur BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 67 maki, a dignified-looking old man with a white beard, and on either side of him were his sons, two or three fine fellows, in the prime of life. There were also one or two boys, armed, like their seniors, with spears and shield, and most of the men had slung round their waists the bildwa, or short, close-quarters stabbing sword. All my visitors looked a sturdy lot, up to lifting cattle or any other kind of devilry. We exchanged the usual Mahomedan greeting, and one of Shiré Shirmdki’s sons urged his pony up in front of the rest and sang a long extempore song. When at last it had come to an end I complimented the old fellow upon his warlike-looking turn-out, and then waited in silence for him to explain his visit. He said that, being encamped with his people and their flocks and herds at a spot some fifteen miles to the eastward, and having heard of my presence on the Issutugan, he had come with some of his young men to visit me, sing songs, and have a good time. “Yes,” I thought, “and to eat our rice!” This was all very well, but our stock of food was scanty, and I re- solved to get rid of my friends on the first opportunity. I now asked the old chief to show me what his children could do in fancy riding; and at once two or three impatient spirits galloped forward and threw their spears, picking them up again by leaning over the saddle-bow while at full speed, and then, pricking towards me over the turf, they pulled their quivering ponies back on to their haunches with a jerk just as they reached me, the mouths bleeding from the heavy bit. Soon the plain around my zeriba was covered with rushing ponies, their excited riders throwing their spears in every direction and dashing forward to pick them up. Every pony raised a cloud of dust to himself, and the confusion had reached its height when the old man raised his hide whip as a signal, and one by one they galloped up to me, till I was the centre of a semicircle of horses’ heads, pressing upon me, their eyes aflame and nostrils distended. Every man as he came up raised his spear and shouted, “Mét/ io Mot/” (Hail! and again hail!) and I answered, with my men, “‘ Kul-leban” (Thanks). Many of these fellows can throw the spear about eighty-five yards from the saddle or seventy-five yards on foot. They guide their animals skilfully, but ride almost entirely by balance, with very little grip on the saddle. After the display on horseback we all went into the zeriba, and I gave orders to have a big meal of rice prepared for our self-constituted guests. 68 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cuap. Soon from across the plain came two more horsemen, and a shock-headed boy leading a cow, which was brought in front of my tent as a present, with Shiré Shirmaki’s compliments. We killed it ten minutes later, and my men joined the strangers in a big feed, followed by a firelight dance, the men clapping their hands to the strains of a reed flute, advancing and retiring as in a quadrille, and jumping up and down like men in a sack- race. Then followed a few interesting step-dances and songs in praise of the English or of the Habr Gerhajis. The burden of one song was, “ There is nobody like us; our horses are the best and fly like the wind, and none can fight like we; our old men are wise, our young men are brave as lions, and there are no girls so beautiful as ours.” When I retired to my tent at mid- night the clamour was still going on, and I was roused at 3 a.m. by the leave-taking. By the genial glare of our camp-fire Shiré Shirmaki made an impressive speech, laying great stress on my having seen his country, and asking me to tell the English that his tribe, being very good people, never molested caravans ; to which I replied that, so far as my having seen his country was concerned, he was perfectly free to come and see mine, and I promised him a new khazlcé from Berbera and some snow-white bafta tobes for his men. They recognised the horse I had caught as one which had been abandoned by one of their fellows three months before while engaged in a raid on the Jibril Abokr tribe, among the mountains to the south-west. I promised, if they would send a man to Berbera, that I would give up the horse to the Resident there, and their tribesman might then claim it. Finally, I apologised for not having shown them any equestrian games on our part, as the mule was sick! After the joke had been handed round and duly appreciated we parted with a great deal of hand- shaking, and they trotted off into the darkness. While shifting our camp next day back to Guldnleh, we were constantly in sight of game, either beisa or one of the three sorts of gazelle, and caught sight of a leopard sneaking across a nala three hundred yards ahead of us, but he disappeared among some rocks, where tracking became impossible. On arriving at Gulanleh I sent horsemen for a grand tour to all the elephant- forests around, and remained in camp, ready to march to any point of the compass at a moment’s notice, Besides my own trackers I had two parties of Habr Gerhajis horsemen also searching for elephants, each party consisting of three men. III BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 69 While in camp at Gulanleh I was suddenly roused at noon by shouts in Hindustani of “ Mdro, Sahib/ Maro!” (Shoot, shoot). So pulling out my revolver, I looked round the fly of the tent, and found my whole camp in an uproar; men were running for their spears, and backing into one end of the zeriba stood the Midgan, fitting a poisoned arrow to his long bow and glaring viciously at one of my camelmen, who, surrounded by his friends, stood at the other end of the zeriba poising his spear. ‘The situation was decidedly theatrical. First I walked up to the Somali and made him give me his spears, and then returning to the Midgan I bundled him ignominiously into my tent, poisoned arrows and all, and threw him a beisa skull to clean, telling him not to leave the tent without permission, Having thus disposed of the centres of disturbance I held an inquiry, when it appeared that the quarrel had arisen through my having persuaded my Somalis to allow the Midgan to eat with them out of the same dish. A young camelman had, during a hot argument, told the Midgan that such as he should not be allowed to eat with respectable Somalis, whereat sturdy little Adan rejoined, “Who are you to talk? Yow’e only a baby ; you have not learned to eat at all yet; go back to your mother and drink milk.” The youth, having no more arguments left, stooped, and picking up a spear which lay beside him, leant over and prodded Adan gently in the back, causing blood to flow. Rice, dishes, and men scattered in all directions, and I had come out of my tent only just in time to prevent the Midgan sticking an arrow into his assailant. The Midgan was clearly in the right, and calling the camelman to my tent, I ordered a slight compensation to be paid, and then persuaded them to shake hands. These duels arise out of almost nothing, and if a man be killed, a blood-feud between tribes, perhaps lasting for years, is the result. Luckily the Soméalis, although quick to resent an insult, as quickly cool down again. About nine o’clock one morning one of my trackers rode in to say that his party had struck the fresh tracks of a solitary bull elephant in a nala some twelve miles to the westward, and that they had followed him along its banks for eight hours, at last finding him, feeding and standing about, at Hil Danan. My informant went on to say that he had left his two com- panions to watch the elephant. At Eil Danan a sandy river-bed bordered by high reeds winds through a deep square basin formed by the sides of the Eil Danan plateau, which is two or 70 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. three hundred feet high, and strewn with black stones like most of the Damel Plain. Between the river-bed and the precipitous edges of the plateau is black stony ground intersected by water- courses, and sparsely dotted over with thorn-bushes and a few tufts of thin feathery grass, so that there is no cover for an elephant to stand in except the reeds bordering the river-bed. These are very dense and usually ten feet high, some of the side gullies being choked with them, though in the main channel, through which a small stream runs, they merely form a fringe fifty to one hundred yards wide. Here and there near the edge of the reeds grow a few large trees covered with armo creeper, on which elephants delight to feed; the leaves are very green and juicy, heart-shaped and thick, having a smooth surface like indiarubber. Taking with me one camel and two or three men, I at once set out for Eil Danan, and after a hot march we struck the wddi at 2 p.m., and followed in the tracks of the two watchmen until we found them. Then, after resting for lunch under a tree, I went forward with my gunbearer, Deria Hassan, to explore the reeds where the elephant had last been seen. After some trouble we at length saw him standing under a tree on the farther side of a belt of reeds forty yards wide. He seemed to be a very large bull, and had a fine pair of tusks. Beyond him the ground was quite bare. I crept up to the edge of the reeds, and getting on the roots of a fallen tree, could see his head above them. He was swinging it slowly from side to side and looking quietly in my direction, though he did not appear to see me. At last he presented his temple, and I fired as well as possible from my insecure perch, hitting him a loud smack, while Deria Hassan fired from the bank behind me. Instantly the beast gave a shrill trumpet and charged, coming straight at me through the reeds. Being in the open I did not wait for his head to appear, but ran down the edge of the reeds to leeward and dropped under a bush, Deria disappearing with equal promptitude.in the other direction. Then the three horse- men, according to previous orders I had given them, rode up, and seeing them the elephant turned again into the reeds and made off, keeping down the centre of the belt, the horsemen riding parallel to him along the outside. I followed on foot at best pace, and came up, a mile farther down, just in time to see him charge viciously out at the horses, scattering them. This manoeuvre was repeated twice, and then the elephant went up a I BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 71 side gully three hundred yards wide, choked by an unbroken expanse of very high reeds. We here lost sight of him for a time, and taking up his tracks found a good deal of blood. On reaching the main channel I sent the horsemen on after the elephant, and being parched with thirst lay down flat and drank from the rivulet. Before I had finished drinking Deria said, “Look out!” and I heard galloping and loud shouts, and sprang up just in time to see the elephant break back and cross the stream two hundred yards below me, taking up his former position in the reeds, and followed by my three horsemen, who were working admirably. When I came up the horsemen were collected on some rising ground overlooking the reeds, hooting at the elephant, which stood with the top of his head just visible, listening to them. Advancing to a small knoll in front of the horses, I fired right and left at his head. He disappeared among the reeds for a moment, and then some one called out that he was coming. Out he came, very silently, and I slipped away to leeward and crouched under a thorn-bush to watch him. Off he went after the horsemen, and singling out Hussein Debeli, following every turn of the horse, he kept close behind its tail for two hundred yards, till it seemed the plucky fellow would be caught, and they disappeared among the trees together. I soon noticed, however, that the elephant, having finished his charge, was stealing back again towards the gully which he had first tried. Back came the horsemen, and after a short race headed him, and brought him to a standstill fifty yards from me, giving a good chance for a shot. I was standing in the open, and knowing that I should have the watchful and angry brute down on me at once if I failed to disable him, I fired at his head, On receiving the shot he dropped his tail and trunk and held for the gully, looking demoralised, but before he could reach the shelter of the reeds I ran in close and gave him another shot in the shoulder at twenty yards, while he was going at a good pace. Swerving at this he plunged into the reeds, and we heard him crashing about in them for some time, then a long- drawn bellow, and everything became still. Before going in I fired two shots with the Express and listened, but hearing nothing, we started to examine the reeds. We were not long in finding the great cutting he had made through them, and with rifle on full cock and every sense on the alert, I entered, followed by my two trackers on foot. On 72 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHapP. either side rose what looked like an impenetrable yellow wall ; wherever we looked we saw nothing but reeds, and as we advanced we had to climb over the mounds of fallen stalks. Yard by yard we pushed on, now and then stopping to listen. Along the floor and sides of the lane of reeds blood was plenti- fully sprinkled, and at length we began to approach the place where we had last heard him bellow; then I peeped round an angle and saw him lying on his side quite dead, and we walked up to examine our prize. He was an old bull, ten feet six inches at the shoulder; we measured him with bits of reeds which we afterwards laid beside a tape ; and he had a beautiful = = es ee SS LECCE Ay SS = ee Kot AesscR uP white pair of tusks without a flaw, four feet long, and thick for Somali ivory. Somali elephant tusks are, as a rule, nothing like the size of those found in the centre of the continent. By the time the sun had gone down we had cut out one tusk, and returned up the river to search the plateau for a camping- ground with good grass for the horses. Leaving the main river, we formed our bivouac near a small grassy nala. The arrange- ments for the night were quickly made, and, spreading our blankets under the lee of a thorn-bush, we were soon all fast asleep. We had no fence, and at midnight I was awakened by a lion roaring a short distance up the nala. Rubbing my eyes, [ awoke Deria, and told him to watch and keep the fire alight, then I dozed off again, and when we awoke next morning aa BIG GAME SHOOTING, 1887 73 Deria was fast asleep by the fire, which was nearly out. We cut out the other tusk and returned to Gulanleh, when, my leave having expired, after skirting the foot of Gélis for five days, we marched by easy stages to Berbera, then by dhow to Aden, being becalmed for twelve hours in sight of the volcano before getting in. CHAPTER IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS Early trips to the coast—Disturbed state of Bulhar—Stopping a fight—T'wo skirmishes — First exploring trips — Hostility of the natives— An unlucky trip—Start with my brother to explore the Habr Toljaala and Dolbahanta countries on duty—Camp on Gdlis Range—Theodolite station at 6800 feet—Enter the waterless plains—Advance to the Tug Der —News of raiders ahead, and of Colonel A. Paget’s party—Dolbahanta horsemen—Advance to the Nogal Valley—Constantly annoyed by the Dolbahanta—Prehistoric tank and buildings at Badwein—Advance to Gosaweina— More horsemen—lInsecure border, and scene of a raid — Explore Bur Dab Range—Robbers’ Caves—-Exploration by my brother on Wagar Mountain—Lovely scenery—Return to Berbera—Start on a second expedition to the Jibri] Abokr country—The top of Gan Libah —A new hartebeest— Death of a leopard—Hargeisa—Natives clamouring for British protection against Abyssinia—Bold behaviour of a leopard— Advance to the Marar Prairie—Camp at Ujawaji—Extraordinary scene on the prairie — Quantities of game —Gadabursi raid — Jibril Abokr welcome of the English—A shooting trip on the plains—-News of three lions—Vedettes posted over lions—Advance to the attack—Savage charge ; unconscious and in the clutches of a lioness—My brother’s account of the accident—His own narrow escape, and death of a fine lion— Civility of the Jibril Abokr—Abyssinian news—Return to the coast— Recovery from wounds—Third expedition ; to the Gadabursi country— Great raid by the Jibril Abokr on the Bahgoba—Curious adventure with robbers— Betrayed by vultures— Raiding tactics—First meeting with the Gadabursi— Meeting with Ugaz Nur—The rival sultans—Construction of an Abyssinian fort at Biyo-Kabéba—Esa in a ferment—Speech of Mudun Golab—My brother bags a large bull elephant—March to Zeila. In order to show the state of Somaliland when the British Protectorate! was first established after the departure of the Egyptians, I propose to give a short account of my trips into the interior prior to 1887. 1 The first treaty between the British Government and the Somalis was signed in 1827 after the plundering of an English ship by the Habr Awal. In 1840 another was signed with the chiefs of Zeila and Tajurra. In 1865 CHAP. IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 75 Soon after I had joined the Aden garrison in 1884, two English officers returned from a shooting trip to the Gdlis Range south of Berbera; this was, I believe, the first journey to the Somali interior undertaken by any Englishmen since the attack on Sir Richard Burton’s expedition thirty years before. Ac- companied by a friend, I was the next to make a short but unimportant shooting trip to Gélis—in January 1885. The first exploring party—that of Mr. F. L. James—had preceded us by about a month, and was already at Gerlogubi in distant Ogidén. The Egyptians had a few months before evacuated the coast, the Pasha leaving with about half a battalion of soldiers and a few field-pieces, and Mr. L. P. Walsh, one of the assistant Residents at Aden, had taken over charge of Berbera and Bulhdr with a few Aden policemen. At the same time Zeila was, so far as I remember, handed over by the Egyptians to a British Consul, with a French Consul also living in the town. My next visit to Somaliland occurred two months after my return from the shooting trip to the Golis. The Egyptian military quarters at Bulhdér had been reported flooded by a freshet from the Issutugan river, and I was sent over from Aden to meet Mr. Walsh and go with him to Bulhar, in order to choose a site for hut barracks, to be put up by the Indian sappers under my command. I chose the site for the huts and returned to Aden. I arrived again at Bulhdr on 27th September 1885, with thirty sappers and all the Sir Richard Burton’s expedition was attacked at Berbera, and the blockade which followed was raised on the signing of another treaty. In 1866 treaties were made with the Habr Gerhajis, Habr Toljaala, and Midjerten ; and since 1884, when the Egyptians handed over the coast to Great Britain, treaties have been made with all the northern tribes. By an agreement signed in 1888, the boundary separating the British and French Protectorates begins near Loyi-ada, on the coast between Jibuti and Zeila, and runs by Abbaswein, Biyo-Kaboba, Gildessa, towards Harar. On 5th May 1894 a protocol was signed, fixing the boundaries of the Italian and British spheres of influence. The boundary-line starts from Gildessa, and, following the eighth parallel of north latitude, skirts the north-eastern border of the territories inhabited by the Géri, Bertiri, and Rer Ali tribes, leaving Gildessa, Jig-Jiga, and Milmil within the Italian sphere of influence. The line then follows latitude 8° north as far as its intersection with the forty-eighth meridian of east longitude, and thence to the inter- section of latitude 9° north, with longitude 49° east, along which it pro- ceeds, terminating at the coast. This line has, however, been since modified by the treaty of 1897, concluded between Her Majesty's Government and King Menelik, 76 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. material for constructing the huts, and camped near the site we had chosen, For the first three weeks there was no chance of leaving camp even to go aoul-shooting on the plain. Several native reports had reached us that the hill tribes, especially the Habr Gerhajis, were likely to come down and attack us, and not knowing the nature of Somali information at that time I was inclined to believe these rumours. When the work was fairly under way I took a few strolls into the plain. On one occasion, when out, attended only by my hunter, Ali Hirsi, we blundered within half a mile of a large party of raiding Habr Gerhajis horsemen from the hilis, whom the police from Berbera were trying to catch. Not knowing anything about the locality of the band, I fired at a bustard, with the result that the robbers bolted for the hills, thinking the police had come up with them. Bulhar was now getting full of people, the clans coming down into the plain. Two of these clans had a fend in active opera- tion, and a large tree near Elmas Mountain was about this time the scene of a ghastly murder. Hight men and as many women and children of one of the clans were attacked by their enemies when asleep under a tree, and all had their throats cut. My hunter, Ali Hirsi, who belonged to the clan which had suffered, promptly asked leave to go to the interior and see his father, who, he said, had been suddenly taken ill. I afterwards found that this was incorrect, and that Ali Hirsi, being the son of an dkil, had found it incumbent on him to answer the family call to arms. Shortly afterwards my friend the late Mr. D. Morrison, Mr. Walsh’s assistant, arrived from Berbera to take charge of Bulhar, and he at once found his hands full with this feud between the two clans of the Shirdone Yunis, Habr Awal, called respectively the Boho Shirdone and the Ba-Gadabursi Shirdone. British interests suffer sadly by these feuds occurring near our ports, as for the time being all trade is liable to be stopped. A few days after M ’s arrival a messenger came running in at dawn one morning to say that the Boho had taken posses- sion of the Bulhar wells, three miles west of the town, and were that morning going to be attacked by the Ba-Gadabursi from Elmas, each side being about five hundred strong. M at once decided to ride out with his interpreter and try to dissuade the Ba-Gadabursi from attacking. I accompanied him on one of the sapper mules, taking with me Khoda Bux, a Iv GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 77 Panjabi muleteer, also mounted. After going three miles, at the Bulhdér wells we came upon the Boho Shirdone halted, MALE WATERBUCK (Cobus ellipsiprymnus). Average length of horns on curve, 20 inches. awaiting the attack. Here I found my hunter, Ali Hirsi, sport- ing a khaili tobe, with a good nag grazing close by. He came up cheerily to me, with nothing of the servant about him, and 78 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cnap. shook hands. I asked him after his sick father, and with a bland smile he said he had got well again, and was going to fight the Ba-Gadabursi. We rode on, and crossed a bare undulating plain, which in the evenings is sometimes covered with sand-grouse, and where I had often hunted aowl, and a mile beyond the Boho came upon the Ba-Gadabursi, advancing in line to the attack ! It was a stirring scene. About two hundred horsemen and three hundred spearmen on foot were advancing in a long line facing to the east, coming to meet us. The horsemen formed the left wing, marching along the flat sandy plain stretching down to the raised sea-shore on our right, which, though we could hear their roar, hid from our view the white breakers of the Gulf of Aden. On our left the plain rose to low sand hillocks covered with grass and scrub, and along these came the right wing on foot, the men extended at about a pace apart, keeping a good line, each man carrying his spears and shield and wearing his white tobe wound round his waist. Most of the horsemen wore the ‘hazli, or red and blue tobe. The plain over which we had ridden stretched between us and Bulhar, which lay four miles behind us. Our little party of four cantered to meet this array. Now and then a horseman darted out from the line, and galloping round in a circle, threw his spear, and picked it up again while at full speed. As we approached they set up a song, but stopped when M rode up to one of the awkdl, or elders, and demanded a parley. There was a good deal of angry shouting at first, and the horsemen pressed round us in a dense mass, so that we could only extricate ourselves by drawing our revolvers. Seeing we really had serious business on hand, one or two of the leading Ba-Gadabursi elders, prominent among whom was a well-known firebrand called Warsama Dugal, entreated the horsemen to wait and hear what ‘the Govern- ment” had to say. M , by the aid of his interpreter. quietly explained that if they would only put off the attack for a day he would try and settle the feud satisfactorily to both parties. While the interpreter was explaining this, M asked me to try and bring out the thirty sappers, to be ready on hand if required. I told Khoda Bux in Hindustani, and, like the sporting Panjabi that he was, he was delighted with the errand, and kicking up his mule, started off at a gallop. A Shirdone galloped in pursuit, shouting and brandishing his Iv GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 79 spear, but M quickly headed him, and persuaded him to get back into the line and not make a fool of himself. The elders, who had seen the force of my friend’s sensible argument from the first, soon quieted down the horsemen ; while I rode off with Warsama Dugal and persuaded the in- fantry to stop, for they were quietly creeping ahead among the sand-dunes. When they saw me riding a kicking Panjabi SOMALI HORSEMAN. mule, with a revolver which I had forgotten to put in its holster, and old Warsama in company excitedly yelling at them, they began to laugh, and good-naturedly squatted down on their heels, with the butts of their spears planted in the ground, glowering over their shields at a line of hillocks in front which hid the Boho from view. At their earnest request I allowed them to advance fifty yards to the top of the hillocks, ‘‘so that they might see the Boho.” They said they were thirsty, and the sight of the wells would do them good! The people told 80 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. us that it was very hard being stopped in this way. They did not want to touch a hair of any white man’s head, they only wanted to wipe out the Boho. However, the elders agreed to send back the clan to Eil Sheikh, and themselves to come into Bulhaér with M and see what they could do to settle the feud. The sappers at last came into sight, and about a dozen of the elders accepted our escort to get them safely through the Boho lines. I extended my men, a section on either side, marching in single file, while M and the elders rode bunched together in the space between. We passed the Boho line in this order, having first sent the interpreter on to explain. The Boho looked savagely at our protégés as we passed, but were too sensible to attack us for the sake of slit- ting the throats of a few elders, so not a horse was mounted and all went off quietly. Arrived in Bulhdr, my friend rode out with his interpreter and brought in the Boho elders. After two days’ talking the feud was settled for the time being, though it broke out again a week later, and gave M an immense amount of anxiety and trouble. Twice my little party was called out in aid of the civil power, but not having to act in self-defence, we were able to keep the peace for a time without firing a shot. M ordered the tribes to live apart, the Ba-Gadabursi fourteen miles to the west at Eil Sheikh, the Boho fifteen miles to the east at Géri, and every few days or so he would persuade the elders to meet in Bulhdr for a conference. It was only a question of blood-money, but what a question! We always knew how things were going, for when the relations were strained the two semicircles of old men who were seated on the ground would shroud their faces in the ends of their tobes, only leaving a slit to look through, and they would add the supreme insult of shading their eyes with their hands; when things were improving they looked their enemies frankly in the face. Soon after the cessation of hostilities at Bulhar I was sent surveying up the Issutugan river with an escort of fifteen sabres of the Aden troop, a body of Indian cavalry permanently stationed at Khor Maksar, the outpost near Aden. After this trip I returned to Aden to prepare for further explorations in the Habr Awal country, and at the end of December 1885 I arrived at Bulhdér with three sowars of the Aden troop, twelve mounted Panjabis, enlisted in Aden as policemen for this special purpose, and ten sepoys of the Bombay 1v GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 81 infantry,—in all an escort of twenty-five men. Although we were ready to start the survey by Ist January, the Bulhar tribes were in such a disturbed state that M , finding it necessary to utilise whatever troops came to hand, was obliged, in his official capacity in charge of Bulhar, to ask me to remain, and give him the benefit of the services of my escort till the tribes should become more settled. The Shirdone feud had broken out again, and some of the Boho having managed to get into Bulhar to buy food, the Ba- Gadabursi were reported to be coming in from Eil Sheikh to attack Bulhar. M sent out notice that if they did come in they would be fired at. One morning, while at breakfast, we received news that the Ba-Gadabursi were actually in sight, and advancing to the attack. I jumped on my pony and rode out alone into the plain to reconnoitre ; and seeing that this was true, cantered into Bulhar again, and on my way to M 8 quarters I called to the daffedar to turn out my fifteen mounted men. When M—— and I came out again, both mounted, we found my police ready and in the saddle, attired rather curiously, for most of the men had only found time to put on their turbans, and had their cartridge-belts strapped over what- ever clothes they had worn when lounging about inside their huts. As soon as we had got beyond Bulhdar we saw the Ba- Gadabursi advancing slowly over the plain, about seven hundred yards away, and reining in we fired a couple of rounds from the saddle, and returned the carbines to their buckets, then, drawing swords, advanced at a gallop. The Ba-Gadabursi, of whom there were over a hundred mounted and about ten on foot, bolted at the first shots, and the horsemen were soon lost to sight in the haze of the Maritime Plain, while the men on foot, seeing themselves abandoned, tried to hide in the grass, but were all caught by my men and brought in as prisoners, one being slightly wounded by a sword-point through the arm. With the men were brought in seventeen spears and some shields, which M gave to the prisoners when he released them next day. The Ba-Gadabursi were quiet for a week after this; and then, on another morning, a runner came to report that they were again coming in force, this time on foot. Our ponies had all been knocked up by scouting for hill-raiders in the Selei direction on the previous day, so we called our available G 82 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHapP. men out on foot. M took command of the fifteen dis- mounted policemen, while I collected my own sepoys and an infantry guard then stationed at Bulhar; they amounted to about thirty rank and file, all belonging to the Bombay infantry. While the Ba-Gadabursi were still quite a thousand yards away, M , having drawn up the police along the sea-shore, gave the signal we had agreed upon, firing two volleys at the distant line of a few hundred natives. They bolted at once, and I had a running skirmish with them for half an hour over two or three miles of grassy plain, after which we lost touch of them altogether. We found, however, some fifteen men hiding in the grass or diving about in the surf, and one wounded man, and brought them all in, with a collection of some thirty spears thrown away in the retreat. Most of these were given back next day. There was a lull after this, but on the following day half a dozen elders of the offending tribe came in and called upon M , and we held a council with them outside his quarters, a large crowd of spectators coming from Bulhar village to look on. The elders, led by Warsama Dugal, explained that they had no quarrel with the Government, but only with the Boho. Their young men had, however, been boasting a good deal, not seeing why they should be kept out of Bulhar, saying that they did not care for the Government, and would go in and burn the town. The elders had then given them Punch’s advice, “ Don’t,” but they had not listened to it. ‘‘ Now,” said the elders to M , “you have fired upon our boys; that was bad of you, but next time they will listen to our advice.” After we had shaken hands cordially with them, for they were all personally known to us, they rode away to Eil Sheikh. The wounded man, who had only received a bullet through the foot, was put under medical treatment, and in a few days limped out to his tribe. Soon after the second skirmish M brought the Boho and Ba-Gadabursi to a settlement, only to break out again some months later. Meanwhile, on Ist February I was free to start for the interior on my survey trip. I had arranged to go in by So Midgan and Eil Anod to the Interior Plains, and thence to strike through the Maritime Range to Berbera. My caravan consisted of eighteen Aden hill camels with Arab drivers, seven- teen sabres of Indian mounted police, and ten Bombay infantry sepoys. We drove with us a small herd of Aden donkeys, so Iv GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 83 that the sepoys could either ride or pack their valises on them. We arrived at So Midgan, twenty-three miles from Bulhar, at dusk, and next day marched to Kil Anod, ten miles farther. We expected to come upon the Habr Gerhajis tribe, which was supposed to be slightly hostile to the British, and was noted for raiding ; and as we passed the spurs of the Sarar-awr (camel- back) plateau, on the way to Eil Anod, we saw the tops of the hills white with sheep and lined with men, who were in a great state of alarm, shouting down at us. Later we found a karia with only a few women in it, who said all the men had run away, thinking we had come to loot them! Knowing mounted men cannot climb hills, they had taken the precaution to drive the flocks up, taking charge of them for the time being, and leaving the women to mind the rest of their property below. We reassured these women, who then ran up and brought down the men, and after a short conference the flocks were driven into the plain again. The owners of the karia turned out to be a jileb or family of the Habr Gerhajis, and soon an intelligent-looking young man who had lost one leg came forward mounted on a pony and shook hands. He was Deria Shiré, the son of an important elder of the Habr Gerhajis tribe named Shiré Shirmdki, whom J afterwards met and made great friends with during the elephant-hunting trip described in the last chapter. The latest news I have heard of Deria Shiré, who, although a well-mannered young man, is rather a scoundrel, was to the effect that two or three years after our meeting he speared his old father in the leg, nearly killing him. I found him very polite, and he accompanied us to the wells, remarking that he had not the slightest knowledge why we had come, and that his tribe were very suspicious. No other white man had ever been to Eil Anod before, and he did not quite see why we had come now. We found a few men at the Eil Anod wells, who received us with black looks, and we took possession of one of the old zeribas and put a sentry over a well reserved for our own use. Deria Shiré left us, saying that he could not be responsible for what his tribe might do; we had come armed with guns and were strong, and he hoped we would leave him alone. Mean- while, as we were pitching camp, my interpreter, Samanter, went to the wells and got into conversation with some tribesmen lounging there. He came back to me in a great state of excite- ment, saying he had reliable information that we were to be 84 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. attacked that night, and that Iwas to make a strong zeriba, and not leave camp myself nor allow any of the men to do so. There was plenty of game in the Eil Anod plain, and as I thought, if I followed Samanter’s advice, the Habr Gerhajis would be strengthened in their belief that we meant harm, I decided to fortify the zeriba, and leaving fifteen men inside, to sally out myself with the ten others, and beat the jungle for game. We made a circuit of the bush within two miles of camp, and obtained a mixed bag of three hares and six Sakdro antelopes, At dusk, carrying our game, we returned to the zeriba, on the way passing a large tree where about a hundred and fifty men were collected, all having spears, and a few saddled ponies were grazing round the tree. These people took no further notice than to scowl as we passed. After we had reached the zeriba I came out.again with two sepoys and the interpreter, and walking up to the tree where the tribesmen were collected, I called out, “Salaam aleikum” (Peace be with you). There was no answer for some time, and then an old man with a white beard and a wicked-looking, clean- shaven skull, treated me to a surly stare and mumbled, “Salaam.” Then he looked down and spat on the ground, and began absent- mindedly scratching the earth with a bit of stick, and then smoothing out the marks with his hands. The rest of the crowd remained silent, all looking sulky and mischievous. Some were gazing at us with a rude stare, others were shading their eyes with their hands, or hiding behind their tobes. My interpreter harangued them, asking why I was received so coldly by the tribe. There was a long pause till two old men cleared their throats and looked at each other, and without rising one of them spoke. “ Warya ninki Frinji” (I say, foreigner) was the be- ginning of his speech, and it was translated into Hindustani by Samanter as the old man went on. The gist of his remarks was that the tribesmen wanted to know why I had brought all these soldiers into the Habr Gerhajis country, and whether we had come to steal cattle, for if so, we had better go back again, as they had none. ‘There was plenty of cattle among the other tribes. We had come, my interpreter said, on a peaceful mission, to report upon the trade routes, and to ascertain whether they were safe for caravans coming to trade in Berbera and Bulhar. There was a good deal of loud discussion among the assembled men, and then the old man who had first spoken, becoming more IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 85 friendly, said that he and his tribe knew nothing about the looting of caravans. He accused all the sub-tribes around of looting, but said the Abdul Ishak never looted, and I was to tell the Government. At that time the Abdul Ishak, Habr Gerhajis, were well known as the most persistent looters of caravans, but I promised to convey the message to the authorities, and made the old man happy. Peace was now restored, and we spent a quiet night, the Abdul Ishak sending us several vessels of milk ; and in the morning we parted amicably, and continued our trip, eventually reaching Berbera. “SAKARO” ANTELOPE. This incident at Eil Anod, only thirty miles from the coast, shows how little Europeans were trusted or known in the early days of the British Protectorate. Many shooting parties have been through the Habr Awal and Habr Gerhajis countries of late years, but at that time the country was quite unexplored, even close to the coast. About a month after the Eil Anod incident we set out from Berbera on another trip, this time going to Mandeira, and thence up the Jerato Pass to Syk, in the high Ogo country. T heard that the Kasin Ishak, a clan of the Habr Gerhajis, were at Syk, and expected trouble ; but when we reached the Syk fig-tree we found only a few of the elders, who said that 86 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. they had received a good report of us from the Abdul Ishak clan, which had met us on the former journey at Eil Anod, and so they had been waiting to receive us hospitably. I had left my camp at Mandeira, about fifteen hundred feet below, and had come up the Jerdto Pass with seven troopers as an escort. On reaching Berbera we marched to Bulhar along the coast- track, and on 26th April made another exploring trip to the Interior Plains, returning to Berbera and thence to Aden, where I completed my map of the Habr Awal country for Government. In the following autumn, although not sent on duty, I obtained six weeks’ leave to Somaliland, on condition I would do a map of my route for Government. I was anxious to go to Zeila and make an exploration through the Gadabursi hills, coming out at the coast again at Bulhér. So far the hills between Zeila and Bulhdér were unknown. On this trip I was in company with three friends, two of whom, finding game scarce, soon returned to Zeila. I held on, however, and we struck without guides through the mountains, finally reaching Dimis, near Bulhdr, having traversed the last sixty miles with only three pints of water per man. This caused some suffering from. thirst, which the men were able to partly alleviate at Hil Sheikh by jumping into the sea and moistening their skins. One pony died from the effects of this march the day after we reached Bulhar. We had timed our trip at a bad season for game, and the only satisfaction which I got for fitting out a very expensive ex- pedition, and for a good deal of hardship, was a map of hitherto unexplored country. In 1887 I made the two big-game trips recorded in the last chapter, and in 1889 a short shooting trip to Gdlis, which was of minor importance. In 1891 I was ordered to place myself at the disposal of the Resident at Aden in order to reconnoitre the trade routes in the Dolbahanta, Habr Toljaala, Jibril Abokr, Esa, and Gadabursi countries. My brother, Lieut. (now Captain) E. J. E. Swayne, 16th Bengal Infantry, whom I will call E . was deputed to assist in the survey, and joined me at Calcutta as I passed through that place on my way from Mandalay to Aden. We reached the Soméli coast in February, and started with thirty-two Somalis and one Madras “boy.” There were twenty-six baggage camels, and we each rode a camel led by a Soméali at walking pace. Going by Dubdr and Sheikh, we arrived after eleven days at Alla-uli, a watering- IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 87 place in a narrow valley just behind the crest of the highest bluffs of the Gélis Range, at an elevation of six thousand feet above sea-level. On the following day, after establishing a small camp on the ‘top of Fodwein Bluff, we chose our theodolite station within a short distance of the edge of Fodwein, which falls several hundred feet sheer to the Mirso ledge below. This was the first of a long chain of stations for fixing the main positions on our route, by observations of the stars for azimuth and latitude, with a six-inch transit theodolite. We remained here four days, and obtained a good azimuth on to’a point on a small hill called Yirrowa, fifty-five miles away to the east of south, on the main route to the Dolbahanta country. Looking towards Yirrowa from the top of Gdlis we could see only one immense expanse of dark brown bush, becoming quite blue in the distance and looking like a sea-horizon, broken only by the small hill Yirrowa, and a long, light blue line, dancing high above the horizon in the heat haze and mirage, which indicated the Bur Dab Range, two days’ march beyond Yirrowa. The whole of the country ahead was unmapped, the first European caravans to go so far south being those of Colonel Paget to the south-west of us, and of Mr. Clarke, which had gone to the interior a few days before towards the south-east. Eventually we left both these caravans far to the west. From our elevated position, which was now 6800 feet above the sea, we had a fine view of the Maritime Ranges and Berbera Plain, and obtained a back azimuth on the Berbera Masjid tower, thirty-five miles distant. It was cold at night, the thermometer going down to 58°, with a chilling drizzle and clouds of mist which often enveloped us, making observations impossible. On the 22nd we marched back to Upper Sheikh, and while camped near the graves at night, the mullahs from Guldu Hamed ran to us crying that looters were coming down. Men were running by, who said they were Habr Gerhajis, and that their cattle had been lifted by a neighbouring tribe. We remained under arms for awhile and then turned in. Next morning it transpired that the camels had been allowed to stray, . and had afterwards been found. We marched six miles to Dubbur, the last water before we should reach Bér, about sixty miles farther, and filled our casks. Here we entered the great wooded and undulating water- 88 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. less plains, crossing the Habr Toljaala boundary soon after leav- ing Dubbur, and always holding south-east. On the east a long low range of hills shut in the view, but west and south of us was one immense forest of small thorn-trees, except on the margin of the sand-rivers, where some of the gudd thorn-trees- reached a height of fifty or sixty feet. In a river-bed, called Goité, horsemen of the Habr Gerhajis, from Bur’o, came to hold a mounted parade in our honour. On 27th February we reached Yirrowa, and chose another theodolite station. There were several curious flat hillocks and cairns of stones, called Taalla Galla, perched about the corners of the Yirrowa Hill, and here we got an azimuth on.to Bur Dab Range, still blue in the distance. At a thickly-wooded pasture called Bér, five miles farther, in the valley of Tug Dér, we found water at a depth of ten feet in twelve wells. Very heavy floods sometimes come down this valley, as can be seen by the large trunks of trees everywhere stranded along the cut banks of the watercourse, which is at places one hundred and fifty yards broad. The Tug Dér freshets, coming from Bur’o, pass east into the Nogal Valley, and so to the Indian Ocean. We were told that there were always from fifty to five hundred robbers in the Bur Dab Range, and passing caravans were often looted. It has been the custom of these robbers, who belong to the Mahamud Gerdd, Saad Yunis, and Musa Abokr tribes living near the coast farther east, to loot across this Bér Plain every year, going right up to Guldu Hamed. When raiding they only water their ponies once in three or four days. Near Bér we found tracks of forty horsemen, and ascertained that they were those of a Dolbahanta force, which a month before had gone to loot the Habr Gerhajis pastures at Bur’o, but had been driven back, losing three ponies. Several ragged-looking Somalis, with the usual spears and shield, came into camp and insisted on being fed ; they had gone to Bur Dab to recover some camels looted from them three days before, but on reaching the mountain they had first seen vultures hovering about, and had then discovered the robbers in great force sitting over a feast of the carcases of the stolen camels ; and being afraid to attack, they had returned dis- heartened, hungry, thirsty, and tired. They told us that Colonel Paget and his brother had their camp near Wadama-go, ahead of us, where they were shooting lions. The Pagets had IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 89 already had one sharp skirmish with Bur Dab robbers, being obliged, we heard, to use their rifles freely in self-defence. We reached Kirrit well, near Wadama-go, on 3rd March. There were numbers of old graves here, and the well, supposed to have been dug out of the gypsum rock by ancient Gillas, is very curious. At the mouth it is a hole twenty feet in diameter, narrowing as it descends, with a rude cross quarried out of the face. To get water, one has to descend twenty feet, and then crawl along a narrow rocky passage for thirty feet to a very deep pool, six feet wide and thirty feet long. It is quite dark, and there is a strong smell of sulphuretted hydrogen, with which the water is impregnated from the gypsum rock. The water is disagreeable to drink, and causes diarrhcea. Robbers from Bur Dab often use this well when on their raids. The gypsum rock is very smooth and white, and in some places presents the appearance of the flagstone flooring of a cathedral, being split up into squares. The graves, which are made of these rocks, are generally plastered over with powdered gypsum. Next day we marched across a broad tributary valley of the Nogal to a flat-topped hill called Daba Daldl, eight miles to the east. We crossed the tracks of Colonel Paget’s caravan, and the next day received a note from him concerning some robbers he had taken prisoners. Near Daba Dalél was a mullahs’ village named Kob-Farddd, with a little cultivation. These people told us that the Mahamud Gerad were out against the Arasama, another sub- tribe of the Dolbahanta, and that there had been a fight, two days’ march ahead on our route. Here we had a scare among the camelmen. At noon, while the camels and horses were watering at the well, two miles from camp, under a weak guard of three riflemen, one of them ran in to say they had been attacked and the camels looted. E went out with a portion of our escort to search for the missing camels; but they had only gone half a mile when fifteen horsemen, the supposed enemy, cantered up and shouted that they were Arasama, and that they had come three days’ march to welcome us into the Dolbahanta country. They told us that more than a dozen caravans were in their country, afraid to go to Berbera on account of the Mahamud Gerad. One caravan had even gone round to Berbera by way of the Haud, preferring to go through waterless country and carry ten days’ water on the camels, rather than run the risk of being 90 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. looted. They also declared that we were the first Europeans in this country, and denied all knowledge of some Italians who were reported to have already come to Bur Dab. Here we met gum-pickers, wandering about the jungle, collecting gum in sacks. The Arasama, to whom we had given presents at Daba-Daldl, followed us through the Ain Valley, giving great annoyance by loud-voiced demands for more. Wherever we halted we were at once surrounded by a crowd of elders, clamouring for tobes. They were dragged from hand to hand, with a chorus of angry shouts, the bald-headed old chiefs looking like human vultures. 2 We halted at a steep, flat-topped hill called Kabr Ogadén, or the Ogidén graves, where a great Ogddén army once perished at the hands of the Dolbahanta. The whole country was dotted with Galla cairns, one of these curious structures being visible on every hilltop. From the summit of the hill we got a splendid view of the broad Nogal Valley, and chose our theodolite station at a Galla cairn on the highest point. Next day, followed by the Arasama headmen, still clamouring for tobes, we marched to their great watering-place, Hil Dab (rocky well). The tribe was here in strength, with enormous droves of camels and ponies and flocks of sheep. For a mile round the wells there were clouds of dust, kicked up by the thirsty animals. The water in the wells, which are caves in gypsum rock, was very foul. Vulturine guinea-fowl abounded. We marched due south, crossing to the south side of the Nogal, but could not shake off the Arasama, who followed us on their ponies, continually demanding presents and refusing to be satisfied with what we gave. One old chief presented us with a sheep, but not liking my return present of two tobes, he crept into our zeriba at night and stole his sheep back, while a friend of his engaged the attention of our sentry. At our Biyo Ado camp more elders from other tribes joined the Arasama, and while E and I were up the hill with the theodolite, they issued forth and looted some camels of the Allegiri tribe which were seen passing four miles out on the plain. They also took three men prisoners, but we eventually forced them to release both camels and prisoners. The Allegiri brought us news of a fight between the Arasama and Barkad Gerad on one side and Mahamud Gerad on the other, in which the latter were successful. Next day, while we were away watering our ponies, the Arasama issued from our camp, and chasing two Allegiri, whom IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 91 they had seen from the hill, brought them in as hostages for exchange with some looted camels. Finding the prisoners on our return we released them, and after turning all the Arasama elders neck and crop out of camp, we gave out that we intended to be friends with all tribes and would not be mixed up in their quarrels, Followed by a large number of avaricious elders, we marched north-east to Badwein, where we found more wells, and a large tank of water, four hundred yards in circumference, with per- pendicular sides forty feet deep, supposed to have been excavated in the limestone rocks by ancient Gallas; but the water was utterly unfit for human consumption. Ruins, which rise half smothered from among a tangle of aloes and thorn-jungle close by, cover an area of forty thousand square yards, and in some of the houses the walls are still ten feet high. E rode into a large house or temple, to find it two hundred feet long and one hundred feet wide, divided by a number of partition walls. They are built of limestone, much decomposed by rains, and are supposed to be the work of the Gallas, but no one knows who built them. Some of the Somalis say they date back to the time of a race before the Gallas. The people at Badwein had just come from Gosaweina, driven from there through fear of the Mahamud Gerad, and we were assured we should certainly be attacked by that tribe if we held to our determination of going to Gosaweina. We were further told that the plains were very open and the horsemen “as numerous as the sand,” and that some years ago a force of natives armed with one hundred matchlocks had been completely wiped out there by a night attack. Marching eastward, we soon entered the open grass plains, where we saw the smouldering zeribas of the Arasama and Barkad Gerdd sub-tribes, which had fled before the Mahamud Gerad. The next day we held across the open plains to Gosaweina, and had scarcely started when a party of horsemen was seen halted on some low hills to the north! We, however, kept straight on, and the horsemen, constantly increasing in numbers, followed, moving parallel to us on the higher ground. Without halting the camels, we whistled the men up, and they formed line, and moved out to protect the caravan. The horsemen came towards us at a gallop, but pulled up on our running with a few men towards them. On getting up to them my men were greatly relieved in their minds to find that instead 92 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cua. of the terrible Mahamud Gerdd, they were a detachment of the Arasama and Barkad Gerad, who had been out protecting their flocks and herds at Eil Dab and Badwein by scouting for the Mahamud Gerad. They followed us to Gosaweina, clamouring for cloth, and hobbling their horses, they made a bivouac on the plain with us at night. We did not light fires, not wishing to attract the Mahamud Gerdd. The horsemen told us that rain had fallen in the plain to the north, below Bur Dab, and that at Waredad there was a pool full of water. We had now mapped the Dolbahanta country to the head of the Nogal Valley, and the time had arrived for our return to the coast. We ran the gauntlet of the begging Arasama elders back to Eil Dab, and then struck due south, crossing Bur Dab Range by a pass called Laba Gardai, which descended into the Waredad Plain below. While we were in camp at Eil Dab some of our escort, losing patience, began firing with blank cartridge at the excited mob of Arasama who were pressing round camp demanding tobes. The elders brought in what they declared to be a wounded man, and made the occurrence the text for a further demand that we should pay blood-money or fight the tribe; but we found it was only an old half-healed scar, and laughed at them. A trading caravan, anxious to go to Berbera, but fearing the robbers who infest Bur Dab, took advantage of our protection for the next few days. In this caravan the women were to the men as six to one, and had it been attacked when alone it would have fallen an easy prey to a small party of raiders. To place so much valuable property almost entirely in the charge of defenceless women is putting temptation in the way of the robber bands, and often the owners have only themselves to blame. We reached Arregéd, a deep ravine in the middle of the Bur Dab Range, and during the night two men were seen skulking in the bush near camp. On the 20th, taking three men and a theodolite, I ascended Bur Dab, and choosing a station for star observations, spent the night on the top of the hill. In the morning before descending to camp we explored the interior of the range, and found that all the plateaux of which it was formed dropped sheer down into a large basin seamed by watercourses and tunnelled everywhere by caves. The regularity of the strata and their water-worn appearance led us to believe Bur Dab to be composed of limestone, and not a volcano, as stated Iv GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 93 by some Italian travellers. Possibly they confounded Bur Dab and Bur Dab, the former meaning “rocky hill,” and the latter “hill of fire.” The caves inside afford a retreat for robbers, who are said never to leave the mountain. On going down to camp I found that E—— and his followers had been kept on the alert throughout the night by men prowling round. They were visible in the moonlight, but E would allow no firing, as they made off whenever he went to see who they were. On our return to Berbera we heard that fifty robbers had reconnoitred our Arregéd camp, and had made off westward for Kirrit, thinking we had come to Bur Dab to look for them. Having been severely handled in their attack on Colonel Paget’s party, they did not care to come into collision with Europeans again. Further native information was given us regarding this attack, it being re- ported that the robbers had lost three killed and ten wounded. As we did not visit Colonel Paget’s camp, we could hear no reliable account of what happened. Marching through the Habr Toljaala country, we reached the eastern continuation of Gdlis Range and descended by the Huguf Pass. Near Huguf we divided our caravan into two parts ; I marched to Berbera vza Karam, while E ascended Wagar Mountain, two days’ march to the west of Huguf, to take observations. He marched over steep rolling ground, gradually ascending, and then through a narrow gorge to Sisal, at the back of Wagar. Sisai is a grassy hollow between the two principal peaks of Wagar, which are called by different names, the peak to the east being Bakawa, and the one to the west, and highest, Tawdwur (nearly seven thousand feet). Everywhere the hills are clothed with thick vegetation, and the grass is succulent and green, and many fat cattle of the Mahomed Esa were seen. The trees are chiefly mountain cedar and hassédan, a kind of euphorbia, affording a dense shade. The party ascended Tawdwur from Sisai by a good path, passing through heavy timber of cedar and hassdédan, the soil everywhere being hidden by the rich vegetation. About half- way up the party reached a long glade of green grass two feet high, which wetted them to the knees as they walked through. At the side of this glade the cedar-trees were straight, and starting with a girth of from ten to fifteen feet, rose to a height of ninety to one hundred feet, the hassédan trees attaining a height of about seventy feet. Opening out from this glade in 94 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. all directions were excellent paths through the forest made by elephants, and plunging into one of them, they reached the top of Tawdwur. They climbed on to an enormous boulder capping the top. Looking over a vast expanse of white clouds, they waited for them to clear away, but after four hours a fog came up and necessitated a retreat. EE saw countless varieties of birds, and heard the voice of a panther in the valley, and at times koodoo could be heard crashing through the jungle as the party advanced. About thirty varieties of flowers were gathered, of great beauty. E made two ascents of TawAwur and one of Bakawa, and working down the spurs of Bergéli, he reached camp at Asseil. It was very cold at night at Sisai, and the temperature throughout the day was 70°, except at noon, when it rose to 78° Fahr. E then descended again with his caravan to the plain below Huguf, and marching to the coast, reached Berbera a few days before I arrived by the coast route from Karam. The expedition to the Dolbahanta country was followed by a second to the Jibril Abokr sub-tribe of the Habr Awal, living in the hills north-west of Hargeisa and in the open plains near the Harar border. We took twenty-three men, of whom sixteen carried rifles, and twenty-four camels. The caravan left Berbera on 21st May, going south-west. We made a moonlight match to Nasiya tree in the Maritime Plain. Next day we came upon an immense cloud of locusts, which were seen daily till the 26th, often darkening the sky. On the 28th we ascended a plateau under the crest of Gan Libah,! which is the farthest west of the Gélis bluffs, and a conspicuous landmark; it was on the highest point of Gan Libah, at an elevation of six thousand feet, that we chose our theodolite station. We climbed the mountain to a point some four miles south of the edge of the bluff, and camped ; and next morning I made an exploration through the cedar-forests to the highest point, from which the whole of the low country to the north can be seen, including Berbera and Bulhdr. I found, however, that owing to the steep nature of the ground, it would be impossible to get the theodolite uninjured to the station we had chosen. We subsequently found the three points, Berbera, Bulhar, and Gan Libah, nearly formed an equilateral triangle, with a side of about forty-two miles. The distance covered by the exploration was only eight 1 Literally ‘‘ Lion Hand Mountain.” Iv GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 95 miles, but it occupied five hours, as the mountain was cut up by deep ravines, while the high trees, growing close together and festooned with creepers, obstructed the path. At the edge of the bluffs are cliffs on every side, and a beautiful jungle with a great variety of flowers and plants, especially luxuriant maiden-hair fern, and mosses. We struck camp and made for the lower plateau, losing ourselves among a network of steep ravines, but eventually reached a plain from which stood out a rounded rock called Dagah Kaburaleh, and we camped in a grassy hollow at its foot. Later on we struck south through the khansa jungle to Bér in Khansa. E saw a lioness, but she bounded into the long grass before he had a chance of getting a shot. Leaving him at the Bér camp, I made a reconnaissance into the open prairie of Toyo, sleeping out two nights without a tent, and shooting for the first time two hartebeests, afterwards described by Dr. Sclater as Swayne’s Hartebeest (Bubalis swaynet). Returning to Bér, and finding E- gone, I followed in his -tracks, and halted for the night at a pasture called Talawa-yér, among the karias of the Kasin Ishak, Habr Gerhajis. As I was riding ahead of the caravan, towards sunset, looking out for a dead tree near which to camp, and so save labour in collecting firewood, some karia people came running to report that a panther had just struck down a goat, and been driven off by the herd-boys. I ordered the men to pitch camp and walked over to the body of the goat. We built a screen of boughs two feet high, taking ten minutes over the work, and then, with the setting sun scorching our backs, I sat down with my two hunters behind the screen, and only five yards from the goat. Several men, who had helped us to make the brushwood screen, then walked away towards camp, purposely talking aloud to lead the brute to suppose we had all gone together; when they were only a hundred yards away I looked towards the goat and saw the panther standing over it, his tail towards me. I fired, and hit him high on the left side, the bullet raking forward, when he rolled over. On looking under the smoke I finished him with a second shot as he lay twisting and growling in the grass ; and we carried him to camp and skinned him by firelight. This was the first panther I bagged, though I had seen many. At dawn I continued the march, and arrived at my brother’s halting-place before noon. We made several marches westward, and on 8th June 96 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cuap. reached Hargeisa. This town is built some five hundred yards from the right bank of the Aleyadéra nala, and at an elevation of thirty or forty feet above it. Round the place is a patch of jowdrt cultivation, two and a half miles long and a quarter of a mile broad. Quantities of live stock of all kinds graze on the low undulating hills for half a mile from the Aleyadéra nala on either bank. MHargeisa is situated on two important caravan routes, one from Ogadén and the other from Harar. There are good direct camel-roads to Berbera and Bulhér. Supplies of rice, tobacco, and dates can sometimes be bought here in the trading season. Some four hundred people are employed look- ing after the jowdri fields, and may be seen sitting on platforms, shouting and throwing stones to scare birds from the crops. There is abundance of good water in the bed of the river, and a masonry well has been built, and is kept in order by an Arab from Aden. The town is full of blind and lame people, who are under the protection of Sheikh Mattar and his mullahs. The soil is red alluvial earth with a thin layer of fine sand on the top, and is no better than what we had seen in the Tug Dér valley, at Bér, and in the Haud. Jowdéri crops flourish here as they would in most of the higher tracts of Somaliland, if the people were not in a chronic state of petty warfare, and cared to cultivate. At the time of our visit great anxiety was felt because the Abyssinians occupying Harar had threatened to attack Hargeisa, and had already exacted tribute of cattle from some clans of the Jibril Abokr, Habr Awal. Sheikh Mattar told us that he thought if the Abyssinians came down they would choose the time of the harvest, six weeks later, From Hargeisa we continued our journey westwards, camping at Abbarso. Our tents were pitched five yards apart at this camp, and as I was sitting outside in the balmy air, enjoying the quiet moonlight scene, I observed a panther crouching under the outer fly of E ’s tent, evidently stalking something in the centre of the camp. Diving quickly into my own tent for a loaded rifle, I came out again, only to find the panther had sprung into the centre of the camp and seized a milk-goat. There had been a crowd of men sleeping round the goat, and to get at it he had leaped over them, placing his paw upon the face of my brother’s cook, without, however, injuring him. On the sentry running towards him with the butt of his Snider rifle raised to strike, the brute dropped the goat and discreetly sprang over some men and out of the zeriba, and then sneaked IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 97 away. The same goat was killed by another panther springing into camp a few nights later. We separated our caravans on 14th June, meeting again at Ujawaji on the 17th, among the karias of the Rer Yunis Jibril, Jibril Abokr. The great subject of conversation among the natives here was the expected approach of an Abyssinian force, mounted scouts having been thrown out by the tribes, and news coming in daily. Near Ujawaji the country gradually became more grassy and open, the thorn-bushes being only thinly scattered about the plain. We passed a tree called ‘‘Mattan,” which was a conspicuous landmark, and two miles beyond a long hazy yellow line marked the commencement of the ban or open grass plain, called the Marar prairie. It was first crossed by Burton, and is mentioned in First Footsteps in Hast Africa. A conspicuous rock, called “Moga Medir,” or “ Jifa Medir” (Moga’s eye-tooth of Burton), lay ten miles to the west of us on the edge of the bush. On the evening of our arrival at Ujawaji we went out to shoot hartebeests to provide meat for the men. As we left camp the bushes gave place to low scrub, and this soon ended also. Then a curious scene presented itself. As far as the eye could reach was an unbroken plain of rolling yellow grass, rising gradually toward the north, and bounded twenty miles off in that direction by a waving blue line of hills running along the horizon, and here and there disappearing below it. The plains were covered with the camels and ponies of the Rer Dollol and Rer Yunis Jibril sub-tribes, the number of animals giving one the idea of a swarm of locusts moving over the ground. Everything showed up dark against the background of yellow grass, and single bull hartebeests, knee-deep in grass, were wandering between the droves of camels, looking like black dots in the distance. Beyond the masses of domestic animals we could see, far out on the plains, long dark lines, which, by using the glasses, we made out to be vast herds of hartebeests, beisa, and Scemmerring’s gazelles. The rich soil, of a reddish brown colour, is here and there undermined by burrowing animals and caved in, making galloping dangerous. The white ants had built up the earth into ant-hills, whose spires, from ten to twenty feet high, were dotted over the plain. We shot two hartebeests, both good bulls, and returned to camp with the meat and trophies, being caught by a heavy downpour of rain on the way. " 98 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. Early next morning we had to witness a great equestrian display by the Rer Dollol and-Yunis Jibril horsemen, given in our honour. After the dibdltig they told us there had been fighting at some wells near us the day before, the Gadabursi having attacked them from the west, killing one man and wounding another ; and also that an elephant had been killed, not far away, by Midgans, with poisoned arrows. We had promised the Jibril Abokr that we would wait at Ujawaji to hear further news of the Abyssinians, and to record the complaints of the elders, for submission to Government ; meanwhile, having been told by the horsemen in the morning that lions were numerous in the Jifa bush, we resolved to go and look for them there, taking with us the camp. The Jibril Abokr lent us horsemen to help us search for lion-tracks, and we started ahead of the caravan, sitting on camels led by gun-bearers. We got away from camp late in the morning, and besides the men we had engaged, we were followed by a crowd of horsemen, anxious to witness our shooting, and to come in for a share of any venison we might obtain on the plains between Ujaw4ji and Jifa. Soon we found ourselves in the open, masses of game giving way before us as we advanced. The size of the party prevented our coming within close range, but we wounded a bull hartebeest, and E , mounting one of the Somali ponies, gave chase, with a hog-spear in his hand. The hartebeest is known to be the most enduring of the antelopes, having a long and un- tiring stride, and thongh E circled round the horizon, followed by two horsemen, at a great pace, it gradually increased its distance, and finally disappeared into one of the wave-like dips of the ground. Presently a party of horsemen appeared galloping towards us, now and then hidden by the rolling ground, and arriving in front of our party they circled their ponies, and giving the com- plimentary “‘ M/6t /” came up and shook hands. They informed us that they had marked down three lions in the grass, on the plain, eight miles away in the Jifa direction ; and assured us the lions would be found in the same place, as six horsemen had been placed to form a cordon round them, and they would be afraid to move from the shelter of a patch of rather high grass. The men said that these lions must have been living within the edge of the Jifa bush, prowling out on the great plains at night in order to stalk the herds of antelopes, and that they must have killed some- thing the night before, and being gorged and lazy, the break of IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 99 day had caught them while still in the open, on their way back to the bush to lie up for the day. These horsemen had been on their way to Ujawaji from Jifa to perform the dzbdltig at our camp, but seeing the lions, and knowing that we were keen to get at them, they had circled them in, and compelled them to sit down on the plain and wait for us. Posting six vedettes, they had then come to give the news. It was now about one o’clock and very hot, but we pressed on, resisting all temptation to fire at any of the game around for fear of disturbing, the lions; for a shot can be heard at a great distance on these plains. Towards four o’clock we saw one of the vedettes looming out of the haze, and then another. It was, however, a long time before we could make out the lions, which the men were pointing out. They were five hundred yards away, trying to take shelter from the pitiless sun in a patch of grass about two feet high ; all we could see being two indistinct dark spots half hidden in grass, and on one of these moving slightly, we recognised it to be the head of a remarkably fine lion. Beyond the lions, more than half a mile away, was another horseman, sitting motionless in the saddle, and looking like a waving palm- tree, the horse’s legs appearing elongated in the haze and mirage. The Somalis who had been watching the brutes said they had been in this spot all day, getting up to roar now and then, but, knowing by experience the powers of the Somali horsemen in the open, they had not attempted to make a bolt towards the bush, which loomed up in a quivering blue line some ten miles to the north. Considering the heat of the sun, and that they had neither food nor water, these horsemen had stuck to the lions with great perseverance, and we felt that we owed it to them to crown their hard work by straight shooting. We guessed that the brutes must be in an uncommonly bad temper after having been kept out in the full glare of the sun for ten hours: for lions like to sleep under the shade of dense bush during the heat of the day. The grass in this part of the plain was fresh and green, and looked almost like an English lawn, there having been rain about three weeks previous. We dismounted, and my brother and I, each accompanied by a Somali, walked towards the lions. The account of what followed is taken partly from what I saw, and partly from E ’s verbal description ; for, being unconscious part of the time, I was not in a condition to know all that passed. 100 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA Cu. IV As we approached within two hundred and fifty yards there was a commotion in the grass—a fine black-maned lion sprang out, and was immediately followed by another, nearly as large, but with a yellow mane. They both stood up and looked back at us for a moment and then trotted away. We walked after them, hoping they would lie down again; but as we passed to the right of the patch of grass where they had been lying, at about a hundred yards’ distance, I saw a lioness stretched out flat, with her head between her paws. She was facing us, and as we passed she rose for a moment, and then glanced towards the retreating lions, but crouched down again, her head just visible above the grass, and never ceased growling savagely. We went straight on at the same pace, till we were between her and the line of retreat. She was growling louder and louder, and I walked across her front to get a chance at her left shoulder, while E——— stood ready, when she rose, to fire at her chest. We stood seventy yards apart, the lioness being seventy yards from each of us, our three positions thus forming an equilateral triangle. The lioness moved, and E , calling out that he could see her chest, immediately fired. The bullet hit her too high, and, as we afterwards found out, in the withers clear of the spine, the wound causing her to spin round like a top several times in a cloud of red dust, as if hunting her own tail, so that I could see nothing to fire at. From the disturbance in the grass and the savage growls, we decided she must be mortally hit, and were preparing to walk up to her, when suddenly from the obscuring dust she came out, charging for me at full speed. She ran extended along the ground, like a greyhound, and came so fast that I had only time to raise my rifle, and when the bead of the foresight was somewhere under her chin, I fired. Quickly shifting my finger to the left trigger when she was only five yards away, I pulled again, and then jumped to one side, the rifle still at my shoulder. I remember nothing more, except that her head came through the smoke and I was half conscious of being lifted off my feet and sent flying through the air, with the lioness hanging on to my shoulder, growling horribly ! On coming to, I found that I was standing up streaming with blood, and E—— and the two hunters were helping me off with my shirt, the lioness lying dead on the grass at my feet. There were eight deep fang wounds in my right arm and “SaaYL-NYOHL «VGNS,, GNV S301V «DIH,, 40 3TONAP CHAP. IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 103 shoulder.!| My brother probed them with a bit of stick wrapped in a shred of tobe; and then we looked around for the lions, and saw that they were no longer visible; but E said that all the horsemen had followed them, intending to ride them to a standstill and force them to come to bay. My wounds, owing probably to the severe shock and weak- ness from loss of blood, gave me no pain, and when a Somali came galloping back and offered my brother a pony, saying that the lions had come to a standstill, I begged him not to bother, but to try and bag the big black one. I remember hearing E— gallop away, and then I must have fainted. When I came to again, I saw my hunter, Jama, sitting near me on the body of the lioness, unconcernedly scrubbing his teeth with a bit of athez stick. He said he had been waiting for me to wake, and to tell him what was to be done next. The other “Sahib” had gone away, but Jama had heard a distant shot, and concluded he must have come up with the lions again. But he advised me to wait for the caravan, which he could see coming over the plain from the east, and mount a camel before trying to go any farther. When it came up, all the men crowded round, with horror on their faces, and asked which of the Sahibs had been killed, but I got up and said, ‘“‘ Neither,” and mounting a camel, directed the camelman to follow the hoof-marks of the ponies in the turf. How I managed to sit on the camel in my weak and dazed condition, I do not know. I must have dozed, for the next thing I saw was a group of dismounted horsemen in front of my camel, and my brother standing over the most splendid black-maned lion I have ever beheld. I attribute my not having stopped the lioness to the fact that I had been shooting with a very good .577 double rifle, but in the course of our journeys the triggers had become rather stiff, making me jerk them off; and both bullets, going low, had passed through the brute’s right foot, making small clean wounds, without expanding. E , who had his gun open and was pushing in a fresh cartridge, had been horrified to see both my shots strike the ground beyond the lioness. Our two hunters, unlike most Somdlis, who are not generally a bit afraid of lions, had retired to a little distance. E said that after firing the second shot I had jumped to the right ina 1 Although at the present time I am not much inconvenienced by the wounds, my right arm and shoulder are very deeply scarred. 104 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. perfectly collected manner, but the lioness had slewed round her tail like the rudder of a boat, and slightly changing her course, had hit me like a battering-ram and sent me head over heels. The stock of the rifle was afterwards found to be badly smashed, either against my shoulder or by falling on the ground, and a patch of skin off her nose showed where the muzzle had apparently caught her as I held the gun at the ‘“ present” after firing. There was also an extensive bruise, about the size of the recoil pad, on my right shoulder. The lioness lay on me, shaking me savagely and grabbing at my arm, and E , find- ing he could not fire without the chance of hitting me, decreased his distance at a run from seventy yards to only five ; she then came for him with a grunt, and he stretched her dead at his feet with a bullet in the chest. When my brother, having left me in the care of my hunter Jama, galloped after the other horsemen, he found them halted round a tuft of high grass, having run the lion to a standstill. The horse was the one he had ridden when chasing the hartebeest, and had become lazy from the heat of the sun. The saddle was an uncomfortable double-peaked Somali one, and the stirrups being only intended for the big toe, were of course useless to him. Thus sorrily equipped, E walked the horse forward cautiously towards the tuft of grass, and while he was still sixty yards off, the lion poked up his great head to have a look at him. E pulled in, and, dropping the reins, took a shot into the grass where he judged the lion’s chest to be. The brute promptly came on, and E had only time to pick up the reins in a bunch, turn the pony round, and try to get him to move by belabouring him over the quarters with the barrels of his rifle, when the lion arrived! My brother escaped, however, unharmed, for before he could get into position to fire, the lion pulled up, and fell over on his side gasping; and the next moment he was dead. When we cut him open we found that the shot fired when in the tuft of grass had entered his chest, and when we held the heart up to the light a jagged hole showed where a piece of lead had passed through it. Yet he had galloped fifty yards, and nearly made good his charge before giving in. We sent a camel for the lioness, and laying the two carcases side by side, pitched camp close by. Some starving people, who had wandered from Harar, were glad to make a meal off the carrion. The third lion escaped, as the Jibril Abokr horsemen, Iv GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 105 feeling that while we were in the country they were responsible for our safety, and shocked at the state I was in, refused to take my brother after him. On the day after the accident we were delayed in the morning by the bandaging and doctoring which I had to go through. The only thing we had with us was cocoa- nut oil, which we had brought for the lamps of the theodolite, and I do not think its application did the wounds much good. In the plain round the tents, a quarter of a mile away, were brown and gray masses entirely composed of hartebeests and beisa, and nearer were a few solitary bulls, which loomed up on the swell- ing ground and disappeared in the hollows; their shoulders being much higher than the quarters, and the legs hidden in the grass, they appeared to be sitting up. We counted seventeen ostriches as they suddenly appeared out of the haze, and passed in single file, at a great pace, half a mile off. In the evening, the sky being overcast and the air cooler, we marched five miles towards Bottor wells, on the direct road to Gebili. Next day we got off the open dan into the thorn-jungle, and descended into a grassy hollow at the head of the Bottor Valley. Here there were numbers of high birch-trees covered with kites’ nests—a noticeable feature of this valley and easily seen from a distance, the upper branches being bare and the nests looking like globe signals. The Ujawaji people, on hearing of my accident, sent several messengers to inquire how I was getting on, and horsemen came from most of the Jibril Abokr clans pasturing in the neighbour- hood, to dibdltig to us before our start for the coast. We held a council of elders, when the complaints against Abyssinia were taken down for transmission to Government. All these elders professed great personal friendship for our- selves. They said they had been asked for tribute by the Abyssinian leader Banaguisé and had refused it, and were now expecting that a force would be sent against them. The tribe had therefore retreated across the Marar Plain from their pastures, near the curious conical Subbul hills, which could be seen twenty miles away rising out of the plain; and they had been obliged to graze their animals on the poorer pasture at Ujawaji. The elders said that the Abyssinians had pushed out and built a fort at Jig-Jiga, about forty miles south of us, within the farther edge of the Marar Prairie. On 21st June we passed through Gebili, and reached a spot in thick jungle with aloe undergrowth, called Armadader. On 106 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. pitching camp here in the evening we found fresh elephant tracks, and E followed them, returning after dark, having killed a bull with one shot from my four-bore. We continued our survey through the mountainous Jibril Abokr country towards the coast, running the gauntlet of the Rer Haréd clan, at that time very turbulent and defiant towards the British. We had several night alarms, being surrounded by Rer Haréd spies during our march, but were not attacked. By the end of June my wounds were beginning to become very troublesome, my right arm swelling to the size of a small sand-bag, from the shoulder to the wrist, and giving me great pain. ‘Travelling became almost unendurable, the sterile, broken hills being fearfully hot, the temperature rising to over 110° in the shade at certain places. We had now descended to the low coast country, where the south-west wind of the Haga season was at its height, blowing day and night with great fury. It was impossible to put up a tent at night, and the sand got into eyes and ears, and stung our faces and necks in a most disagree- able manner as we marched. The only way to obtain any sleep was to pile the baggage into a heap and lie under the lee of it. Since leaving Ujawaji E had sole charge of the survey, as I was unable to take observations. When we were still ninety miles from Bulhar, fearing that any longer delay in getting medical help might bring on blood-poisoning, I left E in charge of the expedition, and mounting a camel, accompanied by a few of my servants, made for Bulhdér by forced marches, reaching the village on lst July, twelve days after the accident. Here I was glad to find a hospital assistant, a native of India, who looked after the wounds and put me in a fair way to re- covery, so that the necessity of going to Aden was obviated. I was never under the care of a qualified doctor, and was able to go on with the mapping at Berbera, and to start on an expedi- tion to the Gadabursi country on 10th September, the wounds having just healed. This record of our Jibril Abokr trip shows what an advantage it is to have another European with one in the interior, for I feel sure the lioness would have finished me if my brother had not come promptly to the rescue, and but for his unremitting care after the accident I think I should never have reached the coast. On our next expedition for the survey of the Gadabursi country, our route, skirting to the north of Hargeisa, passed through Gebili. We crossed the path taken by a powerful force IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 107 of the Rer Haréd, Jibril Abokr, who were out raiding the Bahgoba sub-tribe, and I came upon some of the robbers in rather a curious manner. Our caravan was marching from Gebili to a small hill called Bohol-Kawulu, while with four hunters I took a short-cut across a deep valley, the direct distance being four and a half miles. We had passed the Gebili sand-river and were working our way up some low foothills, intersected by deep narrow ravines having perpendicular sides, and choked with thorn-jungle, when I observed about fifty vultures circling over a tributary gully. Thinking a lion might have killed a koodoo, we made our way towards the place, and found ourselves at the foot of a platform of ground with nearly perpendicular sides, about forty feet high. It was above this little plateau that the vultures were circling, and climbing noiselessly up I peeped over, expecting to see some dead game. Instead of this, about thirty yards away were some fifteen nen sitting in a circle round a fire eating camel meat, which they had been roasting, the carcase of a camel lying close by. One of the men saw my head above the edge of the platform, and all of them, giving a look of horror, snatched up their spears and shields and bolted, only a few having the presence of mind to take away pieces of meat! I jumped up and shouted to them to stop, but they disappeared ; and soon afterwards we obtained a glimpse of their white tobes as they topped a crag a mile away, still running hard, after which we never saw them again. We saw vultures several times during the next two marches, and once again I came to a smouldering fire and roasting meat, which had been thrown down ina hurry. The vultures had been circling and screaming above the place, but as we approached they all slanted down one after another, wings extended and motionless, and legs hanging perpendicularly, showing, in the language of the jungle, that human beings, or perhaps a lion, had been keeping them from the meat. Two of our men, who had lagged behind the caravan, saw another party of twenty men running along with camel meat slung over their shoulders. All these parties were Rer Haréd robbers who had been engaged in the late raid, and were retiring in groups with the stolen Bahgoba camels. The raiding tribe always attacks unexpectedly in a concentrated force, but on the return journey through the enemy’s country splits up into small parties, taking to the most hilly ground, and hiding in the 108 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CuapP. deepest gullies to avoid observation. Our men were always very nervous while in the neighbourhood of these robbers ; and at our night camp at Bohol-KAwulu our Jibril Abokr guide, rattling his spears together, shouted out a long speech into the darkness, telling any lurking robbers that we had guns and, being very powerful, were not fair game. The performance was gone through quite gravely, all the other men maintaining silence. When we entered the Gadabursi country we were visited in camp at Egu by a party of elephant-hunters, who rode up and said they had taken us for looters and had come to reconnoitre. We reached the Haras4wa Valley, which was very beautifully wooded, the undergrowth of red and yellow flowering aloes harmonising with the light green masses of the ergin plant, the dull yellow-ochre of the dry grass, and the darker blue-green of the thorn and hassdédan! trees. On the evening of 25th September we passed, near Sattawa, the karias of Ugaz Nur, till lately the paramount chief of the Gadabursi tribe. This was the most suitable place we had yet seen for experimental cultivation, the SattAwa Valley having a fertile appearance, with deep alluvial earth and very rank vegetation. As we halted at Sattawa, at sunset, to form camp, there appeared on the scene Ugaz Nur, his son, and forty spearmen. He stayed in camp all night, and told us not to go to Biyo- Kabéba in the Esa country, which lay ahead of us, as he said the place was full of Abyssinian soldiers, who were building a fort there, and would be likely to attack us. Nur was believed to be an arch-scoundrel, and intriguing with the Abyssinians, and we were inclined to think he gave us this advice to prevent our inspecting the fort. He was then in disgrace with the British authorities because he had captured an Italian traveller and held him to ransom. He had just been displaced from the Ugazship, and his brother Elmy had been made paramount chief of the Gadabursi in his stead. While we were in his camp we heard that his brother Elmy was marching against him with a force from Zeila; and soon afterwards I received an Arabic letter from Elmy himself asking me to help him attack Nur, or, at any rate, lend some rifles. One of the Ugaz’s sons, a youth with a large shield, a mop of hair, and two shovel- headed spears, gained some importance in camp by strutting about taking frequent oaths that he would kill Mr. Sala, an Italian traveller, when he met him. ? Euphorbia. Iv GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 109 We left the Gadabursi and entered the Esa country, cautiously skirting Biyo-Kabéba without going to the wells. We found the Esa tribes in a state of ferment because of the fort the Abyssinians were building. At 3 p.m. on 30th September, at Arroweina, there arrived a grizzly-bearded old patriarch called Mudun Golab, an Akil of the Odahghub, Rer Gédi, Esa Ad.! He made an impressive speech, saying, “It is a lie that any of the Esa countenance the Abyssinian occupation of Biyo-Kabéba. We all hate them and do not want them. The English and the Esa are brothers, and we are the subjects of your Government. So we ask you now to rid us of these intruders. They wish to treat us as they treated the Géri, to seize our flocks, kill our people, and burn our karias. They wish to settle in our country and oust us. We will not have it.” He said that the Esa were encamped round the Biyo-Kabdéba fort, and that they were holding a council, one party, consisting chiefly of young men, wishing to attack at once. He asked us to wait and hear the result of the council, and convey news to the British authorities. On 2nd October, the council not yet having come to a decision, we continued our journey through the sterile trap country to the north, and then turning to the east, skirted the Bur Ad Range as far as Ali Maan before again turning north for the march to Zeila. On 5th October, as we were arriving, late on a dark night, at Hemal under the Bur Ad Range, we got into very dense and high guddé forest, bordering the edge of the Hemal sand- river. Our camels were pushing their way through the centre of this when we heard the scream of an elephant about a hundred yards to our left, followed by that of another a little in front. The caravan bunched up in the narrow path, and we all held our breath to listen. Our elephant-rifle was carefully packed up in one of the camel-loads ; the jungle was stirring all round us as the herd moved off. They seemed to have gone away, and the camels had begun to resume their march, when we were thrown into confusion by hearing a crash, as some old cow—for it is generally these that are the most vicious—charged towards us with a scream, and then stood a short distance away behind a tree. Some of the men whispered that they could see her, but though my brother and I strained our eyes to the 1 The Esa sub-tribes are grouped into two great divisions—the Esa Ad or White Esa, and the Esa Maddba or Black Esa, 110 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CH. Iv utmost, we could see nothing. At last we moved away from the uncanny spot, and as no further incident happened, we concluded the elephant which last trumpeted must have been covering the retreat of the herd, and have stolen away silently after the others. Next day my brother went after these elephants, and stalked in amongst them by creeping through a high grass glabe, but finding they were all cows and young ones he did not molest them. Meanwhile half a dozen sword-hunters, of mixed tribes, came to our camp. One of these was a Gadabursi, another a Habr Awal, and the rest Ogddén. Their ponies were excellent, and better than any we had yet seen among the Gadabursi. They were after the elephants which my brother had been stalking; and while in our camp. they described their method of working. Like the Hamran Arabs described by Sir Samuel Baker in his Wile Tributaries, they ride after the elephant and hamstring him with a sword, one man keeping in front on a white horse to attract the elephant’s attention. I believe the Somalis use the sword while at full gallop, without springing to the ground, but of this I am not certain. The sabres we saw seemed to be light single-handed ones, an old Egyptian blade being strapped to a bone handle by means of raw hide. These men said they had killed twelve elephants during the last two months,—eleven bulls and one cow,—and that since their party began hunting the year before, two men had been killed by the elephants. We continued our journey from Hemal to Ali Maan, where I shot a fine koodoo bull. At Ali Maan we separated into two parties. I marched to Bulhar by Kebri Bahr, while my brother marched to Zeila, reaching that port on 19th October. At Buk Gégo he bagged, with one shot, a bull elephant, a fine tusker. The record of these Government explorations undertaken between 1885 and 1891 shows how steadily British influence has been advancing. At the time of my first visits to the coast none of the routes in Guban was safe to travel on without a powerful escort, except the track along the sea-shore from Bulhar to Berbera. All this is changed now, for such is the confidence which Somalis have in our countrymen, that Englishmen explor- ing in the interior make small payments for sheep, milk, or other supplies, by writing on scraps of paper, to be afterwards presented at the coast; and these “chits” have all the value ON THE MULE-TRACK, NEAR HARAR., From a Photograph by the Author. CHAP. IV GOVERNMENT EXPLORATIONS 113 of money, although they may have been given by an English- man who is a perfect stranger, at a distance of two hundred miles inland. The possession of a bit of paper written on in English is believed to guarantee the safety of the bearer’s life, and we have often been begged for scraps of paper by men who wished to go alone by a short cut through disturbed territory. The Somalis have no quarrel with the English; even should a serious cause of dispute arise, there is far too much hereditary jealousy between tribe and tribe for them to combine. It is true the Esa caused trouble a few years ago by their raid on Bulhar, but this raid was directed against the Habr Awal, and not against the British, The punishment which they received from us, by their own showing, turns out to have been greater than was at first supposed, and they now declare themselves to be our firm friends. In the surveying trips the opposition to our progress by the tribes was practically nz/, unless the extreme avarice and rapacity for presents on the part of a few Dolbahanta chiefs may be called opposition. In fact, the only occasion on which I have been treated with the slightest want of cordiality by Soméalis was on my second surveying trip in 1886. I think there are three reasons why the British Government is so much respected in the interior of Somaliland. The first is undoubtedly the possession of Aden, about half the population of which is composed of Somalis, who return to their own country after a time and spread the fame of the Government far and wide. Also, a few Somalis go to London as firemen in English steamers. Another reason for the rapid extension of British influence is the wise and impartial way in which our coast ports have been administered by experienced political officers from India. The third reason is constant contact with English sportsmen, who visit the Somali tribes in their own homes. CHAPTER V A RECONNAISSANCE OF THE ABYSSINIAN BORDER, 1892 First news of Abyssinian aggression—Start for Milmil—Unfortunate Bulhar —Across the ‘‘Haud” waterless plateau—Extraordinary landscape— Sudden meeting with the Rer Ali—Their consternation and pleasant greeting—News of a raid—Water-supply statistics—Great display at Milmil in honour of Au Mahomed Suti—Agitation against Abyssinia— Unsuccessful lion-hunt—Display in honour of the English—Interesting scene—The vulture-like elders—Success of an Arab pony—Our camp at Tili—The ‘‘ Valley of Rhinoceroses’”—Two rhinoceros-huuts—Four bagged—Death of a bull rhinoceros—The Waror wells—Abbasgul complaints against Abyssinia—First meeting with Abyssinians—Dis- turbed country—English sportsmen met at Hargeisa—Fresh start from Hargeisa—Incessant rains—Thousands of hartebeests near Gumbur Dig —Scouting for the Abyssinians—Visit to the Abyssinian fort at Jig-Jiga —We approach Gildessa—The caravan imprisoned by the Abyssinians— Embarrassing situation—A letter to Ras Makunan of Harar—Exciting time at Gildessa—We retire by night—The answer of the Raés—March to Zeila. Tue capture of Harar by the Abyssinians in January 1887 was an important event to the Somalis, because, under the Emir Abdillahi, Harar had hitherto been a very effective little “ buffer state” against Abyssinian encroachments. When the British Government first took over the Somali coast in 1884 there was no Abyssinian question, and the authorities had only to deal with the Somali tribes, which, although turbulent, were in fair equilibrium as regards power. Of late years, however, the Abyssinian question has risen into some importance, as will be seen by the narrative of later trips. The Abyssinians import large quantities of breech-loading small-arms from ports west of Zeila and outside the British Protectorate, while the Somali tribes are only armed with spears or bows and arrows, and are not allowed to import firearms, of any sort whatever, from their own coast, which is administered by the British. Hence the cH. Vv RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 115 equilibrium of power is affected, the Abyssinians help themselves to Somali cattle when they like, and the owners, who are all Mahomedans, turn their eyes towards us for protection against their natural enemies. They place the most implicit faith in the British, and are persuaded that our Government will never stand by and see them seriously pushed by the Abyssinians without giving them, at any rate, moral help of some sort. They turn to us as their natural protectors, as they would have turned to the Egyptians had that Government continued to hold the coast. As related in the last chapter, we received the first news of Abyssinian interference with the Jibril Abokr when surveying in June 91. A chief named Banagusé had demanded tribute in cattle, and had also sent out marauding parties from Jig-Jiga, the fortified post which had been pushed out by the Abyssinians into the Marar Prairie, to lift cattle from the Jibril Abokr. This tribe, which is really a sub-tribe of the Habr Awal, who are under British protection, appealed to us for help from Aden, ata meeting of the elders held by me at Ujawaji, June ’91, in front of my tent. The elders there told us that the principal authors of the trouble were Banagusé and Basha-Basha, two Abyssinian generals, the former being the responsible person at Jig-Jiga and the latter in western Ogadén. It appears that these two chiefs had been using the Bertiri tribe, who live in the Harar highlands, as a “cat’s paw” in making requisitions for cattle on the Habr Awal and Ogadén tribes. The tribute of cattle was always collected at Jig-Jiga and then sent up in a great mob to Harar, where the people were reported to be starving, and where the large number of Abyssinian soldiers occupying the place required to be rationed. The fortified post of Jig-Jiga was also a constant menace to the large village of Hargeisa, within the British Protectorate, and the elders said that every year the trouble between the outlying Abyssinian chiefs and the nomad Somali tribes near the coast would increase, unless something could be done to make the former cease their buccaneering raids. The substance of the statement made by the spokesman at the meeting in my camp was as follows :— “The Bertiri come from Jig-Jiga armed with rifles and demand tribute of cattle from us, and in certain cases have looted our live stock when out grazing. We cannot make reprisals on the Bertiri, as they are protected by the Abyssinians. 116 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAD. Ordinary feuds with our neighbours we think fair-play, but these Bertiri raids are a losing business for us all round. We are not allowed to import firearms, the only effective weapons against the Abyssinians; and we ask the British, who have occupied our ports, either to. protect us, or to allow us to import guns with which we can protect ourselves.” Owing, I believe, to action from Aden, the trouble was stopped, to the lasting satisfaction of the tribes on the northern side. On the east, however, in Ogddén, the Abyssinians became more active than ever; and on another journey, in 1890, this time through Milmil, we again had to listen to complaints against them. We arrived at Berbera for the Milmil trip, which was the first exploration of the eastern Abyssinian border by Europeans, on Ist July 1892. The Haga wind was at its height, and as nothing could be done during the first half of each day, owing to the storms, it was fully a week before we got our caravan under way. The day before we left Berbera an enormous column of black smoke, which we estimated to be over two thousand feet high, was seen to rise from the sea-level in the west, over the site of Bulhar, forty miles away. Soon the news arrived that Bulhar had been burnt to the ground. It has been burnt three times since the British occupation, and in 1892 was depopulated by cholera ; and three years before that it was raided by the Esa in a dust-storm, and sixty-seven of the people killed. We marched by easy stages to Hargeisa, by following the Aleyadéra nala, the home of the beautiful lesser koodoo, of which I managed to bag a couple of bucks the day before we reached Hargeisa, which we entered on 17th July and found deserted. Sheikh Mattar had gone to Haraf, four miles up the river, according to his custom at the Haga season, because of the better pasture there; he, however, came with a number of mullahs to meet us, and was very pleasant, giving us letters of introduction to the chiefs of the Rer Ali and Abbasgul, Ogadén tribes to whose country we were bound. For the first time we had to face the crossing of the waterless Hand plateau, there being a hundred miles between Hargeisa and Milmil without a drop of water. To accomplish this we took up two hundred and fifty gallons in the hdns of plaited bark we had brought for the purpose. I have traversed it many times since, and the description of our first crossing will give an idea of the peculiar nature of the country. I will not give an v RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 117 account of our daily sport, but I may mention that in feeding our thirty men we shot many beisa and Scemmerring’s gazelles in the bush country, and hartebeests when crossing the open baz. On the 20th of July we marched to the level of the plateau behind Hargeisa village, over thorn-covered rolling ground, the soil being red earth. We did eleven miles and halted at Bombs, in a splendidly grassed hollow, just beyond some Habr Awal karias. Hearing from the karia people that there had been rain i ee aaa Come, Sa The Blaing. at Garabiss, near here, at about 9 P.M. we sent a camel with four hdns, and the men returned with the water at 1 a.m. The next day we made a morning march of twelve miles to Dobdya, over rolling ground, which is stony on the elevations and has good grass in the depressions, the whole country being covered with flat-topped thorn-jungle about twenty feet high. Near our mid-day camp some Midgans were skinning a beisa which had been killed by a lion the night before, and at Garabiss we crossed the tracks of a number of Eidegalla horsemen, who had come north to loot the karias we had passed through the day before. In the evening march, after going a little over five miles, we came to the end of the thorn-trees, and emerged on to an open plain of short grass called Ban-ki-Aror, about five miles across, 118 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. and stretching far away to the east and west, without a bush. Our caravan travelled through abundance of game, chiefly beisa, hartebeests, and Scemmerring’s gazelles, which followed our steps while we were in the ban. Our caravan had now swelled to a long procession, as a number of people had come with us from the last karias to take advantage of our protection past the Hidegalla country. We camped on the farther side of this great plain, near some Samanter Abdalla karias. Here we heard that a lion KIRK’S DIK-DIK (Somali name, Sakdro gussuli). roared nightly round them, and next evening, at Gudaweina, we saw his pugs in the path. Thus we had found lion, ostrich, beisa, hartebeest, and Scemmerring’s gazelle, all living at least forty miles from water. The effect of thirst on our domestic animals was to make them abnormally tame. Often as I lay in my tent at the noon camp the donkeys and ponies would force their heads within the tent door, and the goats would walk straight in, putting their muzzles into every cup to look for water. As we arrived at one halting-place at dusk, a wild fox came trotting like a dog behind the caravan, a few yards from the last camel, having smelt the water which we carried in the Adns on the camels’ backs. v RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 19 Travelling constantly over rolling, densely-wooded country, we were now entering the part of the Haud which is grazed over by the Ogadén from the south, and struck the Warda-Gumaréd, one of the great trade arteries between Berbera and the Webbe Shabéleh. The track here, for thirty miles at least, over red powdery earth, is so well worn and smooth that a bicycle might WALLER'S GAZELLE. easily be ridden at full speed on it. On either side of the path all was thorn-forest and grassy glades. The grasses were chiefly the darémo, growing in tufts to about a foot, and durr, growing to six feet, both very fattening for live stock. The umbrella mimésa, called hansa, grows to a height of ten feet, the bushes Spreading out till their tops meet, forming shady tunnels which are the favourite haunt of lions and leopards during the heat of the day. The animals come out at night into the great plains and feed on the herds of game which live in the open. Sometimes, 120 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. when gorged and lazy, the lions are caught in the early morning returning over the plains, and are ridden to a standstill by the Somalis, and killed with poisoned arrows and spears. After passing Garodki Mayagéd, an ancient clearing in the thorn-forest, we came to the usual caravan halting-place, a zeriba of thorns, occupied occasionally by the nomads or by caravans as they pass along the road. At the side of the track were shallow depressions in the soil where rain-water had rested, and round these dry pools were rows of small pits six inches deep, dug by Somalis in order to stand up the water hdns to be filled. The jungle now began to get more open and the glades wider, the durr grass growing in beautiful feathery clumps. Huge red ant-hills appeared at every hundred yards or so, often twelve feet thick at the base, and with a pinnacle twenty-five feet high, looking like a giant hand and beckoning forefinger. On the evening of the third day we got on to high ground almost imperceptibly, and camped at the southern side of an old fire clearing near Gudaweina. Looking back we could see, in the clear air of the elevated Haud, beyond the tops of the nearer thorn-trees, the various gradations of tint—yellow, brown, green, or blue—on the several bits of jungle or grass glades which we had come through ; and beyond all a high rim of deep indigo blue, looking like a sea-horizon, running without a single landmark, showing the great expanse of the Haud forest stretching in every direction in everlasting dips and rises of ground. All the hills about Hargeisa had long ago sunk out of sight. On the fourth day we marched on to Kheidub-Ayéyu. For a mile we went slowly in the dawning light through thorny jungle, and then came out into a glade of durr grass, the camels swinging along faster as the path became more visible. We passed a chief’s grave, encircled by a stockade of trunks of thorn-trees twelve feet high. We afterwards emerged on to open rising ground, where we saw beisa and Waller’s gazelles feeding, and in the centre of the path a wart-hog had been rooting up the ground. The open pasture here was dotted with the old zeribas of the Samanter Abdalla, Habr Awal, who come from the north for a season every year. They were here six weeks before us, but the rain falling, they had returned to Aror, where we had seen them a few days previously when crossing the open dan. These were also the most northern pastures of the Ogadén tribes, none of v RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 121 which we had ever visited, and we were doubtful as to the nature of our reception. We entered a patch of bush, when suddenly the jungle be- came alive with camels and sheep, and several young women rushed at the caravan with their hands spread out and eyes flashing, screaming loudly for help, while others plied sticks and stones to drive off the flocks, in a deafening clamour and clouds of dust ; and boys ran off in haste to summon the fighting men of the tribe. I sat down in the path, trying to look as amiable as possible, for I realised what our sudden appearance must have been to these natives. Several of my men, more ready, raced forward and caught the flying messengers, and brought them back to me as prisoners, The women were sure we were Abyssinians, for we carried guns; but finding we were English, a revulsion of feeling set in, and the boys went off to tell the tribe the joyful news, and the women to get milk for our men. The mounted guard soon galloped up, a sturdy-looking lot, some twenty of the Rer Ali tribe; they expressed their delight by circling their horses, shouting, “Mét/ Mét/ io Mét/” and coming up again and again, bending down in the saddle to shake hands with us; and their steaming ponies formed a dense circle round us as we endeavoured to do justice to the hands. The people asked us to stop for a few hours to shoot rhino- ceroses, but we were unable to spare the time, as we were carrying on a rapid survey, and also had too little water to be able to loiter in the centre of the Haud. We passed enormous flocks of fat sheep, and near camp met a pretty young woman driving her dowry of a hundred camels. Our men said this Rer Ali wealth was good to look at, and that a few determined horse- men armed with guns could have taken off ten thousand camels at one swoop. While camped at Kheidub-Ayéyu we observed a long strip of jungle-fire creeping along the ridge of thorn-forest in our front. Clouds of smoke were floating far ahead of the fire, and it must have been driven by a strong south-west gale, judging by the pace. The Habr Gerhajis and two sub-tribes of the Habr Awal had at different times taken advantage of this solitary occupation by trying to loot the karias, but were always driven off. Although living in only two, there were a large number of fighting men in proportion to the women and children in this clan; and they were some of the best mounted of the 122 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHapr. Rer Ali, always a warlike tribe. The chief of the clan was called Mahomed Liba. We marched through patches of burnt jungle, with the trees still smouldering, and pits left in the ground full of white ashes, where the roots had been burnt out. Near Yoaleh we came to stony ground, the first since leav- ing Aror. On 25th July we left the Haud and descended into the valley of the Tug Milmil, a sandy nala wooded with gob} trees about eighty feet high, fringing the river-bed and growing on islands in the centre of the expanse of sand, some seventy yards wide at this point. We found ponies, sheep, and camels of the Rer Hartn and Rer Ali, Ogadén, watering at Milmil wells. One continuous stream of camels marched up and down the river-bed, and we must have seen some twenty thousand in all. There had been a quarrel just before our arrival between the Rer Hartn here and Mahomed Liba’s clan we had met at Kheidub-Ayéyu, in which two men had been killed and two hundred camels had changed owners. On the day of our arrival at Milmil, at the end of the Haud crossing of one hundred and five miles, I had still seven full hdns in my portion of the caravan, nine having been expended, say forty gallons of water for fifteen men for five days. About fifteen gallons of this had been spilt from various causes, so that fifteen men, one Arab fast camel, and two goats drank only twenty-seven gallons, or a little over five gallons a day, including cooking water. I attribute this moderation partly to the coolness of the weather in the elevated Haud. We had crossed in five days, thus doing twenty-one miles a day ; this fact will indicate the good state of the caravan track over the red stoneless soil. Indeed, as I have stated before, a bicycle might have been ridden at speed over nine-tenths of the distance. The Haud ends at Milmil in a succession of bluffs a hundred feet high, and as one descends between these to the Milmil nala, one emerges on to the general level of Ogddén, and farther on at the wells the country opens up, disclosing several hills; two of these, called Firk-Firk, resemble the remarkable twin hills at Hargeisa called “‘ Naso Hablod,” or the ‘“‘ Maiden’s Breasts.” Soon after we had pitched camp at the part of Milmil called Gagab an important travelling sheikh arrived. The Somali so- called sheikh is a mullah who has gained a great and widespread 1 A large rounded tree producing quantities of edible red berries, They look like cherries, and have a stone inside, but taste like half-dried apples, v RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 123 reputation for piety, and being intelligent, even among mullahs, can often read and write Arabic, although he is generally as black or brown in skin as any other Somali. The horsemen of the Rer Ali came down in scores, attired in all their finery of red-tasselled saddlery and red and blue khazls tobes, to go through the usual dibdltig before the great man, whose name is Au Mahomed Sufi. They formed a large crowd on the sand of the river-bed below our tent, which was pitched under some large trees overhanging the Milmil nala. The sheikh’s own bivouac was on the same bank of the river, about five hundred yards to the north of us. I joined the crowd of onlookers with my brother, and Au Mahomed Sufi, the recipient of the honours of the day, came forward and shook hands with us, and gave us a place by his side. This man was travelling through Ogddén, and was, I after- wards learnt, part of an organised plot for rousing the Somali tribes to combine against the Abyssinians. After the dibdltig he lifted his spear and addressed the assembled people, beginning by himself singing what appeared to be a composition of his own. In the evening, taking my hunters, I followed the tracks of a lion which had stolen a sheep from the Rer Ali flocks in broad daylight. Getting into broken country at the base of one of the bluffs, we put up two lions. We could not see them, although we heard them roar significantly, as though they had seen us. We found their lair, and part of the carcase of the sheep, close by, and within a yard of it was a dead vulture, which the lions had just killed, no doubt, by springing out of the ambush from which they had kept watch over the meat. Several vultures were perched on the branches of the trees around, looking wist- fully down, but not daring to come to the feast. The lions eventually got on to stony ground and we lost them. Next day a large number of horsemen came to welcome us at our own camp, and said they had come to dzbdiltig to us as representatives of the English Government. We appointed mid- day for this ceremony. : Meanwhile I went after a lion, climbing one of the bluffs, which are two or three hundred feet high; and after hunting through thick high grass for some time, sat down to rest below the edge of a bluff. While my men were wandering about, the lion got up with a low grunt, a few yards above the rock on which I sat, and made off into the grass. Following, I found 124 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA — Chap. his lair, and the half-eaten carcase of a young camel, about as large as a donkey, which the lion had dragged to the top of the hill, afterwards going to sleep by its side. It was within a few yards of the sleeping lion that I had been unconsciously sitting for ten minutes. He went down the stony, bush-covered hill, and eventually escaped us. It was during the early part of the afternoon that some five hundred horse and foot came to our camp for the promised ceremonies. Au Mahomed Sufi attended, and we gave him a place beside us. Ona signal being given, the horsemen drew up in line in front of us, and the chief tribal minstrel of the Rer Ali, while sitting in the saddle, sang a refrain in honour of the English, and of myself and my brother, who had “deigned to visit their poor oppressed country.” A splendid array they made, well mounted and warlike, the biceps standing out on some of the men’s arms in a way that is seldom seen on these sparely-built Somalis. On the conclusion of the song the horsemen gave a series of shrill yells, and with arms and legs flying, started off at full gallop in pursuit of an imaginary enemy up the river-bed ; and the pounding of the hoofs could be heard long after they had been lost to sight in clouds of red dust. Presently they came back again, the glinting of the sun on their spears being first fitfully seen in the pall of dust; and darting up furiously, they brought their ponies on to their haunches with the cruel bit, forming a dense semicircle of horses’ heads within a foot of me, the riders crying, “ 1/6t/” and being answered by “ Kul leban” and a hand-shake. Au Mahomed Sufi began a long speech, which was heard in dead silence by the crowd, saying that now the white men had come it was time to attack the Abyssinians, and that if we would lead them with our thirty rifles, they could soon collect a large force and march on the Abyssinian chief, Basha-Basha. We interrupted him, broke up the meeting, and retired to our tents, saying we had come to survey caravan routes and not to be mixed up in their quarrels. In the evening we gave a performance in return, parading the thirty camp-followers in line, armed with their Snider carbines, advancing and retiring in skirmishing order, and forming rallying groups; and we fired off blank cartridge, each volley being echoed by an answering yell from the delighted tribesmen, v RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 125 They said that now the English, their masters, had come the Abyssinians would leave off raiding their camels and carrying off their women. Many of the chiefs came to our tents begging for written testimonials, saying that they were sure a scrap of paper written on by an Englishman was enough alone to keep back an Abyssinian army. The women and children hung round my camel and my brother’s pony in crowds, crying out, “Now it’s all right; the English have come.” Then came the question of presents. The people had brought us a few sheep and a donkey, and long rows of their milk-vessels, which are prettily decorated with white shells. We picked out an dkil to whom Sheikh Mattar of Hargeisa had given us a letter of introduction; then we put into his hands several white tobes and two chaili tobes, and asked him to settle with the chiefs of clans. There arose a tremendous clamour, each clan having sent an advocate to represent it in the scramble for tobes, which occurred in the river-bed below. An indescribable uproar continued until nightfall, the clamouring ‘““wise men” squatting on the ground in circles, looking for all the world like vultures with their skinny necks and shaven skulls, clawing with lean fingers at the presents spread out on the sand. There was a scuffle down at the wells, across the river, where two men had retired to settle an old feud. After throwing their spears, they closed and stabbed at each other, the spears striking the shields with a hollow thud, which we could hear from our tents three hundred yards away; but they were subsequently parted by a posse of relations. One of the things which pleased the Rer Ali most was my Arab pony, which I had taken from Abdul Kader’s stables in Bombay to test the Somali climate. My brother mounted him and tried a friendly gallop with one or two of the tribesmen in succession, and he proved, to their great wonder, faster than any pony which the Rer Ali could bring against him. He afterwards beat many Somali ponies all over the country, and gained a great reputation, although I had only bought him as a useful animal up to weight, and he would be considered quite slow among Arab ponies of his height, which was about 14.1. I have often since been identified by Somalis as the owner of “that Hindi pony which could gallop like the wind.” By nightfall we were glad that the long dusty day of ceremony was over, and next morning, when a number of Rer 126 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. Harun horsemen arrived and asked to be allowed to repeat the show, we found ourselves obliged to decline the honour, and continued our survey westward towards the Abyssinian border. Our men, on the night of the Rer Ali dibdltig, went to the karias and danced till nearly daylight, the women clapping their hands and jumping up and down, keeping up a monotonous refrain, Next day half our men were ill, having gorged them- selves upon the mutton and camel-meat generously provided by the Rer Ali. We passed the deserted village of Dagahbur and reached a rounded grassy hill called Tuli, and it was while encamped here that we shot the first Somali rhinoceros, an animal which for many years we had expected to come upon, but which up till then had never been seen or shot by a European. We found plenty of game at Tuli, and as I rode up to the rounded hill to choose a site for my camp, a troop of ostriches went racing away into the sea of bush and grass to the north-west. To the west of Gumbur Tuli lay a valley covered with dense dark mimdsa forest, called Dih Wiyileh, or Rhinoceros Valley. Between Dagahbur and Waror, an interval of fifty miles, the country was waterless at this season, and hearing that Waror was occupied by Abyssinian soldiers, I deemed it advisable to arrive there with a supply of water on the camels ; so finding the Adus rather low, I had to wait at Tuli a couple of days while we sent back to Dagahbur for more water. The time had come when I hoped to make the acquaintance of the long-sought rhinoceroses ; and I left camp in the early morning with my two gunbearers Géli and Hassan, and another man called Au Ismail, who led our one camel and acted as guide. Taking a line to the south-west across the Dih Wiyileh from Tuli Hill, we presently came on fresh rhinoceros-signs. These we took up till nearly mid-day, the two beasts we were following having made a maze of tracks there while feeding in the morning. At last Géli pointed to our game —two rhinoceroses standing, apparently asleep, under a shady thorn bush. I advanced to forty yards, and opened fire with the four- bore, putting a four-ounce bullet into the shoulder of each with a right and left, making them tear away at a gallop through the jungle. I followed at best pace, putting in two more cartridges as I ran, and so finishing one of the rhinos. Passing this one, I found the other standing in thick bush broadside-on, listening and looking for its fellow. Feeling for cartridges, I Vv RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 127 put my hand into empty pockets, the rest having fallen out in my haste, so I ran back to the camel to snatch more out of a haversack. Au Ismail saw me running back away from the rhinoceros, and jumped to the conclusion that I was running away! So he began to bolt with the camel. I ran harder and harder, shouting to him to stop, and at last I got hold of him and explained what I wanted. Then, re-armed, I returned to the rhinoceros, which had been standing meanwhile in the same place, apparently unable to make out what I was about, and too sick to charge. Another shot finished it. Unfortun- ately they were both cows, but I was very pleased at the result of my first rhino hunt. I returned with the two heads to camp, and sent half a dozen men to cut off the shields, of which we obtained thirty-five from the two skins. These men arrived in camp next morning, and said that while they had been cutting up the rhinos by the light of torches, several more had come round them, and a lion had roared to the westward. On our second day at Tuli we were unsuccessful with the rhinos, and when the water came from Dagahbur we marched to Gumbur Wedel, a small hill four miles to the north-west across the Rhinoceros Valley. Here we found beisa, ostriches, and Scemmerring’s and Waller’s gazelles very plentiful, and rhino tracks numerous. At 5 am. on 6th August we left Wedel, and for three miles struggled through thick grass and jungle, and then struck a good path running north-west. After going a mile along this I saw fresh rhino tracks where a pair had crossed the path during the night, and so going on with the caravan, I left my 128 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. brother to take up the pursuit. At our evening camp he arrived with the heads of both, a very fine bull and a cow, and we skinned them by firelight. On the morning of the 7th August the caravan marched sixteen miles to a karia of the Rer Gedi, Abbasgul, sub-tribe, at a place called Haddama. Early in the day, while walking along the path, I came on the fresh tracks of a large bull rhino, so, placing the caravan and traversing work in charge of my brother, I left the path on these tracks followed by Géli and Hassan. The rhinoceros had taken a straight line for a ridge of low hills to the south, which are a continuation of the Harar highlands, and after following for several miles through thick jungle and over burnt clearings, the sun getting hotter and hotter, we at last put him up about noon, making him rush off through the forest without our even getting a sight of him. I took up the tracking patiently for an hour more, and then we heard the trampling and snorting and smashing of thorn-trees again. Following at a run, we saw him standing broadside-on, listening, in the centre of several acres of very transparent but dense and thorny wait-a-bit cover. We at once lay down. Not hearing our footsteps any more, the rhino trotted forward, head held high, for fifty yards, and then stood and listened again. He looked decidedly vicious. We crawled up to a small ever- green shrub, and I sat up behind it, and taking a steady rest upon my knees, fired for his ear at a range of seventy yards with my ten-bore rifle. The bull dropped in his tracks, an inert mass. Going up, we found that the ten-bore bullet had hit him exactly where I aimed, entering under the left ear and stopping under the skin of the right temple. It was twenty-five miles from camp, and as the camel was fully occupied in carrying the massive head and a few shields, I had to tramp the whole way. This, added to the hot track- ing work of five hours before we got the rhino, and the fast run after putting him up, made a long day’s work, and I was right glad at sunset to meet some men whom my brother had considerately sent back with water and dates to bring us on to my half of the caravan, which he had halted for me at Haddima. He had gone on to Warer, for we never allowed shooting to delay the rate of progress, and I came up with him there next morning; as usual we re-formed the double camp, with our Cabul tents side by side. The camp was pitched near the wells in a beautiful glade, covered with green grass, kept Vv RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 129 short by the Abbasgtil herds. We found an immense number of cows watering here, the chief wealth of the Abbasgul being in cattle. The wells at Waror are narrow, circular funnels seventy feet deep, sunk through the red alluvial earth of the Jerer Valley. Steps were cut all the way down, and water was passed to the surface by a chain of nine naked men, standing one above the other, their feet resting on these steps, the full and empty leather buckets being passed up and down from hand to hand to an accompaniment of singing in chorus. We showed the Abbasgtl how to do it with a large bucket and a long rope, whereat they were greatly pleased. The Waror pasture, with its closely-cropped grass, under A CROUCHING LION. open thorn-jungle, looked like an English orchard ; and the wind blowing coldly with a leaden sky, heightened the resem- blance. Round the base of a small rock called Dubbur, perched on the top of some high ground five miles from Waror, beisa and ostriches abound. At one place, near Waror, my brother found the ground pounded up, where some Midgins’ dogs had brought a beisa to bay, and in the grass the blood of the animal and a broken arrow ; close by were the pugs of a lion. A lion roared at night while we were at Waror. The people said one was in the habit of showing himself about once a day in broad daylight, and that he had killed twelve men, the last of whom fell a victim the day before we halted at the wells. The Abbasgtil headmen came and gave us quantities of milk, calling us their protectors, They said that their tribe was once rich, but was now poor, because of the Abyssinians. They were K 130 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. unfortunate in being next to the east of the Bertiri, whom the Abyssinians had already absorbed. The only Soméli tribes which may be said to be under Abyssinian influence are the Géri, Bertiri, Abbasgul, a few of the Esa, and Malingir. But they are all unwillingly so, and have at various times clamoured for help from the British. They all trade with Berbera. The Rer Amaden and the riverine negro population of the Webbe are well disposed to the British, though not much connected with Berbera except to the east in the Shabéleh district, whence a large proportion of Berbera caravans are derived. These headmen said that the Abyssinians every now and then came from Jig-Jiga with rifles, and did what pleased them best ; that they killed Abbasgul sheep and cattle for food, entered the karias and used the huts; that they forced even the old chiefs to hew wood and draw water, and interfered with the women ; and that many Abbasgul who had tried to defend their homes had been shot down. This tribe seemed utterly cowed, and quite unlike the war- like and independent people we met at Milmil. I noticed very few horses, and the tribesmen said that all their best had been taken by the Abyssinians. The Abbasgul told us that, three years before our trip, the Abyssinians came from Harar and overran all this country, even as far as the Sheikh Ash and Rer Ali tribes; and going into the Rer Hartin country beyond Milmil, they came back by way of the Rer Amaden and Adan Khair to the far south, to Imé; here they were among the Gallas and the Adone, or riverine negro population of the Webbe Shabéleh. The Abyssinians are said to have obtained by threats or violence a tribute of camels, cattle, or sheep from every tribe passed through on this far-reaching raid. One of our men stupidly told a crowd of people at the wells that we had come to attack Banagusé, the commander of the Jig-Jiga outpost, and it was not till we heard shouts of delight from the men, women, and children collected, that we discovered this foolishness, and put a stop to it. An Abbasgul di/,! to whom Sheikh Mattar had given us an Arabic letter, came to our camp. He said the Abyssinians were at Jig-Jiga, about thirty miles in our front, and that there were quite a hundred soldiers and a disorderly mob of Harar 1 “Wise man”’ or chief. v RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 131 people there. So, as the object of our journey was the construction of a route map, without coming to blows with any one, we decided to defer our visit till a more fitting opportunity. So far we had done three hundred miles of route in twenty- nine days, or ten and a half miles a day including halts, all of the road having been carefully traversed with prismatic compass, the main points being fixed by observations of the stars with a transit theodolite. We had travelled sixty-four miles without water between Dagahbtir and Waror, so that between Hargeisa and the latter place we had gone over two hundred miles of unexplored route with only two intermediate watering-places ; yet all this country had been very fertile and subject to a con- siderable rainfall. With a proper system of tanks, involving, of course, a great initial outlay, combined with a steady, cultivating population, instead of the lazy, strife-loving Somali nomads who now own the soil, much of this tract could, I believe, be made to rival some of the best parts of India. People who visit only the arid sandy Maritime Plain of the low coast country near Berbera, or see it from ships, get little idea of the fine soil, good rainfall, and cool, healthy climate of the interior plateaux. About the middle of August we broke up our Waror camp and marched to Abonsa, in the Harar Highlands, the elevation being six thousand feet, whence a fine view was obtained over the distant Marar Prairie to the north. On the way, at Koran, we passed six men carrying Remington rifles, three of whom were Abyssinians, the first we had seen. They were very civil and shook hands. Our guide said this was a party going to Gerlogubi, in Central Ogadén, to get “tribute.” We had now gone as near to Jig-Jiga as we dared, and proposed to return to Hargeisa to pick up the stores left with Sheikh Mattar, and to make a fresh start for the Harar border on the Gildessa side, hoping to be able to include Jig-Jiga in the map if it should turn out to have been vacated by the Abyssinians. The whole of the country south of Waror and Abonsa was much disturbed by a feud between the Ahmed Abdalla, Habr Awal, and the Rer Farah, Abbasgul. We divided our camps at Dubbur in order to survey more ground, and my brother, in returning to Hargeisa across the Marar Prairie, passed through the fighting tribes, and saw many of their mounted scouts, who 132 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. were uniformly civil to him. Meanwhile I struck across the Haud bush, forty miles to the east of my brother’s route. While I was encamped on 16th August among the Ahmed Abdalla karias at Karigri, in open jungle, a surprise was attempted on them by the Rer Farah, Abbasgtl. A hue and cry was raised, and the plain was soon swarming with men, who came out of the karias with spears and shields to repulse the attack. The enemy upon seeing this retired. The affair was so sudden that the Gerad or Sultén of the Ahmed Abdalla was with his headmen drinking coffee in my camp at the time. On the first news their horses were brought up ready saddled from the karias, and they mounted without delay and rode to the south, disappearing in the clouds of red dust raised by the flocks and herds which were being driven in by the women. We again met and formed the double camp over the wells at Hargeisa, and during the few days we were there we had pleasant company ; for two sportsmen’s caravans—those of Col. R. Curteis of Poona, and of Captain Harrison, 8th King’s—passed through Hargeisa on their way to the Haud hunting-grounds. The first fifty miles from Hargeisa being perfectly safe country, we made our fresh start on 24th August in two half- caravans, and as the climate during this part of our wanderings was somewhat peculiar, showing that the Haud and Marar Prairie share in the great rainfall of the high Abyssinian plateau, I will give a short account of the first portion of the journey, the facts being taken from our Diary. 24th Auyust.—We had only gone three miles when a deluge of rain came on, and having taken refuge under some very thin bushes for half an hour, we were drenched through. The storm showing no signs of abating we went on again, splashing through water up to our ankles ; and so on for another mile, till we came to the banks of a small watercourse, down which rushed a yellow torrent which we tried to cross, but were obliged to beat a retreat. One camel rolled over and over, and the bags of rice were scattered along the bed of the stream, and fished out by the men going breast-deep. So we looked out for a little sandy rise, and camped under pelting rain, which continued till 7 a.m. next day. By 10.30, having waited for the stream to become passable and for our kit to dry, we were able to march, reaching Dofaré at 3.30 p.m. The karias of the Rer Samanter were found all along the way from Haraf, and we met hundreds of cows v RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 133 and thousands of camels. It rained all night long ; and another storm, with thunder and lightning, came on at 8 A.M. next morning, just as things were beginning to get dry. 26th August.—We started off in pouring rain at 9 a.m. It rained more or less the whole day, and everything was soaked. My brother went on ahead with his half of the caravan towards Dubburro, but the caravan twice lost him and the guide, and he was on foot from 9 a.. till 4.30 p.m. in a deluge of rain. Luckily we had before surveyed this ground. At last he gave up trying to find the tracks, and walked to Dubburro, where he found his caravan halted, after a march of twenty-five miles under continuous rain. I had halted some miles in rear of him, but had not the least notion where I was. The whole country seemed flooded. 27th August.—My brother arrived at 7.30 P.M. at my camp, his own having gone on. He had lost his caravan, so I lent him my pony, and he at last reached his men, after having gone thirty miles, all but the last two miles being on foot, in rain- soaked boots, with violent toothache added to his other miseries. The last hour was in the dark, but he was kept from falling asleep at the roadside by the roaring of a lion. Kuinta Kappo, 28th August.—It rained during the night. We had a few days of pleasanter weather after this, but it rained, more or less, daily during the whole of this trip till we reached Gildessa. We marched across the beautiful Marar Prairie, to Gumbur Dig, halting at several of the high conical hills which rise out of the elevated plain to nearly seven thousand feet above sea-level, as we wished to get a base from which to triangulate in points of the Harar Highlands which we were not able to visit. We reached Gumbur Dug on the morning of Ist September. It is a low, grass-covered hill of white limestone. Jig-Jiga was close to us. Next morning herds of hartebeests were seen on the plain, comprising several thousands ; and when we shot one, the plain was covered with a line of swiftly galloping animals, a mile or two in length, half obscured in clouds of red dust and flying turf. To the south was a karia of the Bertiri tribe, and we sent two scouts on in the evening to find out whether Jig-Jiga was still occupied by the Abyssinians. These men returned late at night, reporting the karia deserted, but that they had found men tending camels. The Bertiri karias were all at Jig-Jiga, 134 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA — CHapP. and the Abyssinians were encamped some miles off in the Gureis Hills, coming to Jig-Jiga every morning to water cattle and horses, and returning to their villages at night. The scouts reported that they met some Midgans near the water, and that these men ran at them and would have attacked them, but were afraid of the two rifles. It afterwards transpired that my men had been telling a lie; they had really met a large crowd of Bertiri, who had run at them, thinking they were robbers ; and my two scouts, in their fright, had fired a round of buckshot into their faces. They afterwards confessed to having knocked down a woman with a pellet in the lip. On my instituting an inquiry among the Bertiri next day, the elders said, “It is so, and she is dead; she is only a Midgan woman, and has no relations, so it doesn’t matter.” Asking them to show me the grave, they said it didn’t matter, and that the Abyssinians would have killed fifty instead of one, and that the English were good people! Failing to get any sensible answers to my questions, I explained the heinous nature of the offence, and advised them to complain at the Resident’s Court at Berbera. But no complaint was ever made, so I think that though a woman was really knocked down by a spent pellet, she was not killed ; and that the elders reported her death in the hope of a present. On 2nd September we marched over rolling and open ban to the Jig-Jiga Valley, and camped at the water within three hundred yards of the ill-famed Abyssinian stockaded fort, which had been such a thorn in the side of the Jibril Abokr tribe. We found it untenanted ; and as the Bertiri made no objection, we went over it and took some photographs. The Jig-Jiga post is a work pushed out by the Abyssinians into the Bertiri part of the Marar Prairie, and commands the route from Berbera to Harar. It is a strong redoubt surmounted by a rough stockade, the thin tops of the interlaced branches being about thirteen feet from the ground outside. The earth- work is a banquette four or five yards wide, rising in two steps to seven feet above the ground. The banquette and stockade are continuous round the enclosed space, which is a circle of about one hundred yards in diameter. It is strong enough against attacks by spearmen, but would give imperfect cover against musketry fire. On the outside the small branches of the stockade are bent outwards to form very flimsy chevawr de frise. There is one doorway, with a platform above on which a sentry v RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 135 can stand. Inside the enclosure were some good circular huts, with perpendicular sides and conical thatched roofs. A small watercourse, about eight feet deep, which would give cover for men running along the bottom, goes half-way round the stockade on the east side, at about fifty yards’ distance, so that men could collect there at night, and with the help of straw and kerosene oil the place might be burnt down and the inmates stabbed while trying to put out the fire. The work stands on the southern side of the Jig-Jiga Valley within three hundred yards of the usual wells, the Jig-Jiga Valley here being merely a depression in the open grass plains of the Marar Prairie. The Abyssinian garrison varies in strength; sometimes the work is left deserted, as on the occasion of our visit, when the garrison had gone to the Harrawa Valley for a few days, leaving the wells to the Bertiri and their cattle. We were glad to have hit off our Visit to this post so fortunately, and without having come into collision with the Abyssinians. Our men were disinclined to come, but we had been cautiously feeling our way since leaving Milmil to avoid any chance of a hostile attack. The Bertiri were very civil to us, bringing us more milk than our men, with all their great capacity, could drink. Crowds of the people came to our camp and begged us not to go away, but to stay with them, as they said the Abyssinians would never return while we were camped here. Having satistied our curiosity, in the evening we marched to Eil Bhai wells, arriving there as night closed in during a rain-storm. Hartebeests abounded everywhere, and between Jig-Jiga and Eil Bhai I shot a beautiful wild goose, which I afterwards found common in Ogaden. On the 3rd September, having halted for two hours to let things dry a little, we marched at 8.30 to Makanis Hill, arriving there at mid-day, the whole march being over the open grass plains, Vast squadrons of hartebeests and of Scemmerring’s gazelles, and some herds of beisa, were passed by us. We also saw thirteen ostriches. It rained as night fell, and on the 4th of September a high wind blew, with rain and sleet, keeping us in camp all day. On 5th September we descended into the Harrawa Valley in the Gadabursi country, and back on to the high dan again at Sarir, four days later. We then marched along the base of the Harar Highlands, reaching Sala Asseleh on 13th September. We experienced heavy thunderstorms with deluges of rain daily, and found the country deserted. 136 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cH.V At Sala Asseleh we met a few Esa Somalis who had just left the Abyssinian post of Gildessa, now only half a day’s march distant. They said that the Abyssinians were there in force. We could get no one to go forward to warn the garrison of our approach and peaceful intentions, the only native who knew the country being required as a survey guide. The next morning we made our final march into Gildessa. We started early, and winding up a watercourse entered low trap- hills, and after going four miles came in sight of an Abyssinian sentry-hut, perched on the top of a rocky hillock, at a place where the path emerges from the hills and makes an abrupt turn to the right into the Gildessa Gorge, down the side of which it runs towards Zeila. On the rocks around us was a large troop of dog-faced baboons; but there was no evidence, beyond the small hut, that we were approaching a town. Iwas marching a little ahead of the caravan, with my brother and five or six camelmen; and turning to the right, round a shoulder of the hill, we suddenly found, only one hundred paces in front of us, the town of Gildessa—a group of some hundred mat-huts, with a few thatched ones and stone houses. In the middle of the town isa stone zeriba sixty yards square, with walls ten feet high, having an opening five yards broad to allow of the ingress and egress of laden animals. The hut we noticed was the Abyssinian guard-house, on a mound overlooking the two converging roads from Harar and from Abésa to Gildessa, the latter being the road we had traversed. On the west of the guard-house was the bed of the Tug Gildessa, by the side of which wound the road to Zeila, and this channel now contained a stream of running water, which flowed to the east of the town. The village through which we walked was very dusty, and a swarm of people of mixed Eastern races blocked the way, bartering cloth, tobacco, coffee, and other articles of trade; and among the Abyssinians, Gallas, Somalis, and Hararis I observed several men of the black Souddnese type. We found the assembled crowd very entertaining, and although the people looked surprised at our sudden arrival they evinced no want of friendliness. We sat down under some large shady trees on the north side of the town, and were presently joined by the elders, who were followed by several villainous-looking retainers carry- ing Remington rifles and swords. Taken up with this interesting crowd, we did not at first GREATER KOODOO (Strepsiceros kudu). Length of horns on curve, 524 inches. Straight, 374 inches. cH. Vv RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 189 notice the non-arrival of our caravan, which had been only a few hundred yards behind us during the march; at length missing the caravan, and inquiring the reason of delay, we were told that the men and camels had been seized by the Abyssinian soldiers who garrison the place, and taken into the stone zeriba ; they had been made to unload inside, and a sentry put over the entrance to stop them from coming out again. This would not do! So running to the spot, we entered a small house on the right side of the entrance; and there we found, seated on carpets, writing, one Dago, who was pointed out to us as the Abyssinian in authority over the town. We demanded an explanation, and Dago said that he had seen our caravan coming, and had decided that this would be a suitable spot for our cainp, and he had therefore ordered our men to un- load the camels. We now strolled in to look at the place. Outside the zeriba entrance, to the left, was a barrack; and on a wheezy bugle sounding, about twenty soldiers, in white Soudanese uniforms and armed with Remingtons, ran out and fell into line. Another bugle, and they presented arms in a rather fantastic fashion. They were then dismissed, and stood loafing about outside the entrance. We looked into the stone square and found our camels lying unloaded, our kit and boxes scattered about, where they had been thrown from the camels on to the ground. Our men were standing about, looking sullen and sheepish. The zeriba was quite bare, without tree or shelter, exposed to a powerful mid- day sun, and the ground was caked with camels’ dung. We were told that this camping-ground had been chosen for our advantage, that we should be received with honour, and that water and camels’ milk would be brought for the use of the caravan. We thanked Dago for his kind intentions, but said we preferred camping under the trees by the river. Dago and his friends made a thousand objections, and the native officer in charge crowded the soldiers in front of the stone enclosure. Our caravan had meanwhile been quietly loading up the kit by our orders, but upon the camelmen trying to lead out the camels, they were stopped by the soldiers, each of whom carried his rifle loaded, with a few more cartridges held between the fingers of the left hand, taken out of the belt ready for instant use. One big Soudanese soldier stood across the entrance with his rifle at the “ port.” 140 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. We now saw the intention of the Abyssinian leader, and, as it would never do for our Somalis to suppose that we could be detained against our will, we decided to take the next step ; and going up to Dago, who was still sitting on the carpet inside the little hut, I threatened to complain to Ras Makunan, the Governor of Harar, if this attempt at our arrest should be persisted in. Dago said that we ourselves might go where we liked, but that our Somalis, camels, and property must remain inside the enclosure. We refused this separation, and told the officials simply that we were going out. Some of the soldiers became excited, and began shouting, but were silenced. Again I walked over to Dago, and he said the caravan could not go without the order of the Ras; that it would take till to- morrow at noon for a horseman to go to Harar and get this order, and our party must be detained in custody till then. I stayed talking to him for a moment, while my brother quietly told off an advance and rear guard, passing the word round for each of our followers to mark his man, and to put a bullet into him should an attack be made upon us. I then finally told Dago that we were going, and walked to the entrance, where my hunter Géli silently put into my hands the double four-bore elephant rifle, loaded in each barrel with four- teen drams of powder and fifty SSG slugs. This rifle, so loaded, scatters a good deal, and would have been quite equal to the occasion. ; We had not mistaken our friend Dago. The forces were exactly equal, not counting the Gildessa crowd, some of whom would have been for, and some against us, and seeing we were capable of carrying our point, and being afraid of the responsi- bility he would incur by using force, he called me back and consented to our leaving, with our men, our camels, and our baggage, provided I would write a letter to Ras Makunan, to state why we had come to Gildessa. With my brother and half a dozen men, all having their rifles ready, I entered Dago’s hut, and we sat down on the carpets in a circle, and he pushed me a reed pen, ink, and paper. I wrote a short note to the Ras in English, stating that we had come to examine caravan routes for the Aden authorities, and meant no harm. That we had also had some shooting, and wished to go to Zeila; and I begged him to accept, as an accompaniment to my letter, a pair of rhinoceros horns, those of one of the two cows I had shot in the Dih Wiyileh. v RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 141 The Abyssinian Daigo said he was sure Makunan would be pleased at the trophy, which would be a very suitable compli- ment, because only important Abyssinians are allowed to be in possession of rhino horns, They make sword-handles and drinking-cups of them ; the latter being supposed to neutralise the effect of any poison poured into them. He sent our letter to Makunan at once by a mounted messenger, at the same time begging that we would wait encamped here till noon the next day, when the answer might be expected. We said we could leave Gildessa whenever we chose, but that, as we wished to be on friendly terms with the local authorities, and to respect their rules, we would camp under the trees outside till the afternoon of the next day. We now marched out and camped half a mile to the north of the town, on the right bank of the river, at a spot where it was overlooked by some low hills from a distance of a hundred yards. In the afternoon the Abyssinian officials took us into their own huts, in the town, and gave us tea, sitting on rugs. The soldiers also were very friendly, and, now that business was over, they forgot the late akwardness, and tried to show us that they bore no ill-will, but had only tried to do what they believed to be their duty to Ras Makunan. In the evening L received them in my hut, giving them tea, which they seemed to prefer to coffee, When the Abyssinians were gone a large concourse of Gil- dessa people came to camp, amongst them many Esa and Arab merchants. They carried presents, among which were three large sugar-cane stems, with spreading leaves, Indian-corn cobs, potatoes, tomatoes, lettuce, and two sheep; all the vegetables having been grown at Gildessa by the Abyssinians. Some of the Arab merchants were Aden people; they came clad in their best yellow and green silks; and being versed in the tastes of the white man, heading the procession, they brought us gravely, as an acceptable gift, a bottle of absinthe carefully wrapped up in a wet cloth! .Apparently this and breech-loading small-arms form the chief articles of commerce between the French port of Jibuti and Harar. Neither Abyssinians, Esa, nor Arabs would accept any return present, saying that we were their guests and not expected to give anything. The Esa insisted, before the Abyssinians, that they were British “subjects.” One old man had been to London and Bombay as a ship’s fireman; he advised us to send down to 142 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. Zeila and let the assistant Resident, Mr. Walsh, know of our whereabouts, as “‘something might happen” if we were to try to leave Gildessa. Next morning a score or two of young warriors, with the large Esa spear and shield, gave us a dance in honour of the British Government, but it was cut short by a mounted Abyssinian, Dago’s son, who rode up on a pony from the town and ordered them to desist. My own men all flew to arms and stood ready for a row, and Géli handed me my four-bore, suitably loaded as usual. The Esa were silent for a moment; then, giving a derisive roar of laughter, they went on with their dance, which was the dibdltig, or acknowledgment of sovereignty, in our honour. The Abyssinian galloped back to Gildessa, and returned with the soldiers, marching two deep with loaded rifles; so the Esa suddenly stopped dancing. A young Esa, of splendid physique, came forward and asked whether we would like them to go on, for, as he courteously put it, “the Esa were the obedient slaves of the English.” Thanking him and his comrades, we said they were under Abyssinian control here, and must do as they were bid. They replied that they were sorry, for they felt great friend- ship for us. The situation was for a moment awkward. The Abyssinians and my own men stood drawn up opposite to each other near my tent, the young Esa warriors in a sullen group between the two, and a large crowd of Esa, Abyssinian, Arab, and Galla townspeople, armed with long guns, swords, and spears, had collected on one side. The Abyssinians were satisfied by my answer that I had no intention of insulting them, and without further word the commander marched them back to the town. This was already the second hitch, and we were anxious to get from Makunan the answer to my letter. We could not foresee what trouble might arise with these sensitive Abyssinians if we stayed long in Gildessa. We also thought that instead of a letter reinforcements might be sent from Harar, and our camp was in a spot difficult to defend. By noon on the day of the Esa dance no answer had as yet come from Harar; we had delayed over twenty-four hours to please the Abyssinians, but now, the stipulated time having expired, at 2 p.m. we began loading up. Some Abyssinian scouts, who had been posted along the v RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYSSINIAN BORDER 143 road between our camp and Giildessa, reported our prepara- tions for departure to their commander, and a crowd of Arab merchants and Esa elders came in haste to our camp to prevent a quarrel ; for they said that if we went without permission we should certainly be attacked by the Abyssinians. They put our staying so much in the light of a personal kindness to themselves, that we agreed, not to stay, but to march a mile or two to a more defensible position, and camp for the night, going on in the morning towards Zeila. If a large force should by any chance come from Harar, our present camp was very unfavourably situated. The Esa elders said they were sorry, as if they were ordered to seize our camels, and we used force, a fight would ensue ; and a fight with the English was the last thing they wanted. We answered that we should also deplore this, but would not allow our free right to go to Zeila to be questioned. So we marched off, with most of the men formed into a rear-guard thrown across the camel-track and extended at about two paces. We followed the path which goes to the north between the low hills and the forest fringing the right bank of the Gildessa stream. My brother afterwards crowned the hills with part of the rear-guard, while I kept with the remainder in the fringe of the woods covering the retreat till the caravan should be clear of Gildessa. A number of the Abyssinian and Soudanese soldiers ran out with their rifles to stop us, but when they had come a quarter of a mile they were recalled by a bugle from the barrack. We camped after two miles, as we had promised our friends the Esa and Arab merchants. It rained as we halted, but we spent the first two hours of the night in fortifying our camp with piled boxes of stores and rough timber from the thorn- trees, so as to make them bullet-proof. We sent back word notifying tq, the Abyssinians that we had camped, but that we should make a very early morning march for Zeila, and asked that the Harar letter might be sent after us. The messenger, on his return, reported that there had been high talk among the Abyssinians of punishing our Esa guides Boh and Hadji Adan, who had shown us the way to Gildessa, but the other Esa in the town had said that if a hair of their heads were touched, the Abyssinians would have to deal with them also, The Esa had then been driven out of the town by the soldiers, who had formed line and charged them. The Esa are accounted the bravest of any of the Somali 144 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. tribes ; they seldom or never use light throwing-spears, but run up and stab at close quarters with the large, heavy, broad-bladed spear. On a certain punitive expedition which occurred in 1890, they managed to get into a zeriba full of regular troops, and, although beaten off, to leave their mark inside; and as fighting men they are by no means to be despised. But having no guns they are obliged in Gildessa to give in to the well-armed and numerous Abyssinians. My brother and I watched by turns at this camp during the whole night, and with the transit theo- dolite took several pairs of stars for latitude. Sending three men half a mile back along the road to Gil- dessa, to keep a look-out, we loaded by moonlight and marched at 4 a.m., and by dawn had gone five miles along a good track through thick jungle. At daylight we came to Arrto, where Count Porro’s scientific expedition, including nine Italian travellers, was destroyed in 1886. We crossed a wide nala to the foot of a small hill, which was the last camping-place of Porro’s party. Half a mile farther we came to the Garasleh stream. The banks were beautifully wooded on both sides by large thorn-trees covered with creepers, with an undergrowth of aloes. At dawn next day, at our camp at Warrji, where we had put twenty-five miles between our caravan and Gildessa, a number of Abyssinians came after us on mules, bringing letters from Ras Makunan of Harar. The letters were written in Amharic, and couched in the most polite terms. The Ras expressed him- self glad to hear of the nearness to Harar of British officers, and invited us to come to see him. The bearer of the letter, who was the commander of the guard at Gildessa, further said that one Gobau Desta had been sent to Gildessa to arrange for the journey, and that by Gobau Desta the Rds had courteously sent his own riding mule, with embroidered state saddlery, for my use on the way. The Ras thanked me also for the rhino horns. Alluding to our affair with the Gildessa soldiers, the Ras significantly wrote, “If they have been discourteous to you they shall reap their reward.” I sent an answer to this, saying our time was not our own, but that I hoped at some future opportunity, when on leave, to pay him a visit. I said that the soldiers had naturally rather lost their heads at our sudden arrival, but had treated us with great hospitality. On 20th September we arrived at Biyo-Kabdéba fort, the v RECONNAISSANCE OF ABYVSSINIAN BORDER 145 small post pushed out by the Abyssinians into the Esa country. And as we approached the guard of fifteen men fired a salute in our honour. Strict orders had come from Harar that we were to be given sheep, milk, and vegetables, that we were not to be molested in any way, and above all, that the Odahgub White Esa might dance to us if they liked. This they did, and I took FEMALE SCEMMERRING’S GAZELLE (Gazella sammerringi). Length of horns on curve average 16 inches. a photograph of them. I have never seen finer men in any Somali tribe than some of these Esa. At So Madu, on 22nd September, a mail-bag arrived from Mr. Walsh, from Zeila, about a hundred miles distant. News contained in these letters necessitated my leaving my brother to finish the traverse. I started for Zeila with two attendants and my three Arab trotting camels. We slept on the side of the track for two nights, arriving in Zeila on the evening of the second day. My brother marched down to Loyi-Ada, between Jibuti and L 146 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CH. V Zeila, to have a look at a palm-tree supposed to mark the boundary between the French and British spheres of influence. Here he had an amusing conversation in the pitch darkness with a French officer, who thought he was trying to break the cholera quarantine, the two parties of twenty men or so standing oppo- site each other under arms; this awkwardness was followed by explanations, my brother expressing regret that, through long absence in the interior, he had no knowledge of the quarantine, and the Frenchman apologising for having received him en trouprer under a misapprehension ; and there followed a pleasant breakfast with this official, who said he lived at Jibuti. A few days before reaching Zeila my brother’s caravan was struck down with sickness, caused by bad water, several men having to be left at Ambdés police-hut, and many more coming into Zeila strapped on camels. I rode fifty miles on a very hot day, with a native Indian hospital assistant and medicines, in pursuit of my brother, but found he had come to Zeila by another route. Arriving at Zeila, we paid off the caravan and returned to Aden. This was the last trip made in company with my brother. SCEMMERRING’S GAZELLE. CHAPTER VI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 Project to explore Gallaland—News of Colonel Carrington’s party—A Bulhar feud—Start from Bulhar—Gadabursi dance to the English—Esa raid— A rival sportsman—Awalé Yasin breaks his leg—Native surgery—Ad- ventures with leopards—Following a wounded leopard by moonlight—A plucky home charge—Exciting encounter—A beisa hunt—On the Marar Prairie again—Quantities of gane—Arrival at Jig-Jiga, and visit from Abyssinians—Attempted arrest of the caravan by an Abyssinian general —Exciting adventure—Arrival of Gabratagli—Character of Banagis¢— A letter to the Ras—Interviews with Banagus¢—Bertiri complaints against Abyssinians—Aun answer from the Ras—Picturesque journey to Harar— Hospitality of Basha-Basha, an Abyssinian general—Enter Harar— Meet Signor Felter—First interview with the Ras in the audience-room —Entertained by Allaka Gobau Desta—My servant wounded—Meet Count Salimbeni, M. Guigniony, and the Archbishop of Gallaland— Interviews with the Ras and exchange of presents—Farewells in Harar— Leave Harar for the Webbe. In the winter of 1892 I found myself able to undertake a project I had long formed,—that of spending my long leave in Somaliland, and penetrating through the country to explore Gallaland and the sources of the Juba, five hundred miles inland. Having thought for several years of undertaking this journey, when I was at last in possession of the opportunity I had all the arrangements in my head. It occurred to me that 148 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. Ras Makunan’s invitation, received by me at Gildessa, might be very useful, because such a visit would ensure respectful treat- ment from any marauding Abyssinian soldiers whose path I might cross on my route to the Webbe. On the other hand, there was a chance that Ras Makunan might put obstacles in my way ; but as he would get news of my journey in any case, whether I went to Harar or not, I considered it best to visit him, and laying before him my project, trust in his intelligent co-operation. I thought, moreover, Harar would be an interesting place to visit, and I knew that Rds Makunan would be glad of such a chance of exchanging ideas with a British officer. J mentioned my project to the political authorities, who, though not in a position to use my services, kindly allowed me to go in from British ports. Eventually I started for Harar, armed with eighteen Snider carbines; a letter of recommendation to ‘all tribes whose countries I might pass through” drawn up at the Residency, Aden; a note to Ras Makunan from Signor Cecchi, the Italian Consul-General; and a “round robin” in Arabic, from Sheikh Mattar of Hargeisa, to all the mullahs, widads, and chiefs of the Malingtir and Rer Amdden Somalis, and of the Geriré Gallas beyond Imé. The caravan, which I got together at Berbera on this occasion, was the best equipped and manned that I have ever done work with. The men were twenty-four picked Somalis, all of whom had been under my command on many expeditions, and they were chosen from among some two hundred applicants for this particular trip. In Aden I bought three Arab trotting camels and at Berbera thirty-three Somali baggage camels. I engaged Adan Yusuf as caravan leader and interpreter, Géli and Hassan as hunters, Daura Warsama as guide, a cook, butler, and eighteen camel- men—in all twenty-four men. To Adan Yusuf I lent a Martini-Henry carbine, my hunters carried my own spare big-game rifles, and the rest of the men carried two Martini and eighteen Snider carbines. I took one hundred and fifty rounds of ball ammunition per man, a box of buckshot cartridges, and a box of blank ones for firing salutes and signals, and for skirmishing drill. Fifty rounds per man of the ball ammunition I expended in Bulhér and during the journey in field-firing at targets. Organising the caravan at Berbera, I marched to Bulhar, and there remained a week to drill the men and put them through VI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 149 their target practice, during which time I was the guest of Mr. Malcolm Jones, the political officer. While I was at Bulhar Mr. Seton Karr arrived on a shooting trip, and left for the south- west on the same day ; I also heard that Colonel Carrington of Poona was starting from Zeila into the Gadabursi country to look for elephants. My own private weapons were a double four-bore elephant rifle carrying fourteen drams of powder and a spherical ball, and weighing twenty-one pounds; a double ecight-bore Paradox, a double ‘577 Express, all by Holland and Holland; a long Lee- Metford magazine rifle, a Martini-Henry, and a double twelve- bore pistol. There was a row going on among the coast people while we were at Bulhar. Near Eil Sheikh, on the shore, fourteen miles west of Bulhar, two men had fought in the jungle, a man of the Ayyal Gadid being killed by a member of the Rer Gédi section of the Ba-Gadabursi Shirdone clan ; after the duel the Shirdone man had run away to his karia. The whole of the Ayyal Gadid sub-tribe who were in Bulhdr at once assembled to drive the Shirdone out of the town, and Mr. Jones promptly shut up five of the slayer’s relatives in the lock-up to prevent their being lynched. Next day he sent half a dozen police, mounted on fast camels, to catch the murderer, and in the evening I walked out with my host to a crowd of Gadid, who were burying the dead man wrapped up in a white tobe: we found that he had already been partly eaten by hyznas before being brought in, as one fleshless arm-bone was standing out from under the tobe. We left Bulhéar on 16th February, marched about twelve miles, and camped at Eil Sheikh, between Elmas Mountain and the sea. We took up eighty gallons of water at Eil Sheikh for the waterless march of fifty miles to Kabri Bahr. On the following day I shot an aoul buck with the Martini-Henry while on the march, the meat being very welcome. I saw a good many beisa and followed a pair of ostriches, but both without success, the flat-topped Ahansa bushes being very thick and thorny, and difficult to get through. We reached Kabri Bahr on the 19th, and Digan on the evening of the same day. Here one of Colonel Carrington’s men came into camp from the west, having been sent to look for elephants. I sent a note to the Colonel, whom I had met in India, giving him notice that I was on a trip to the far interior, and should not interfere with 150 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. his hunting-ground ; and I marched to Ali Maan, where I found the country much dried up, and water scarce, owing to a dry Jildl season and the failure of the Dar or winter rains. The Rer Nur, Gadabursi, gave a dance of fifty men, on foot, with spear and shield, in my honour ; and, as a return courtesy, I took a photograph of them. There were two large karias here. The men professed themselves, as usual all over Somaliland, to be English ryots (subjects),! and they made complaints against their neighbours, which they wished me to settle. While I was at Ali Maan the Esa attacked some Gadabursi and killed one of them, and in leaving I passed a party of young men going out to try and find an Esa to kill, and so square off the score. In the Dibiri-Wein country, by a beautiful reed-margined river-bed, in the wet sand I found the footmarks of a herd of elephants which had passed about twenty-four hours before. Following these for a mile I discovered, to my horror, imprinted over them the uncompromising outline of a European boot! The herd had been followed, not by Colonel Carrington, but by another traveller. I left these footprints in deep disgust, with- out even inquiring the name of their owner, and marching on in haste I reached Gebili a few days later. I was riding at noon ahead of the caravan, and had just stopped to look at some old stone ruins half buried in rocks and grass, when my guide Daura ran up and reported, “ Awalé is killed,” and when the caravan came up it was headed by Awalé Yasin strapped on a camel, in great pain, with his leg broken below the knee, the tibia sticking out of the flesh for two or three inches. He had been fixing a loose load when the camel had fallen on him, crushing his leg. I gave him chlorodyne to try and alleviate the pain. Then as we neared the camp we lifted him off the camel, and four men bore him down the steep descent of fifty feet to the Gebili watercourse, to the south of which I pitched my tent. Following a sheep-track, we soon found a few shepherds of the Jibril Abokr, who were retumming from watering their flocks. They sent a mounted messenger to their karias, lying ten miles to the south, and next morning a native expert at bone-setting arrived on the scene. I explained I was not a doctor, and that the sick man might choose between us; and he chose the Somali, while I stood by to help and see fair-play. I am not responsible for the following method :— First they washed the leg with warm water. There was a 1 Adapted by Somdlis from the Hindustani. VI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 151 gash some two inches wide, where the bone had come through. The limb was pulled violently to get it straight, and the knee was then bent till the calf pushed against the back of the thigh ; more pulling was done to get the broken bones in a straight line, and then the bandaging began. Cutting a tobe into strips we wound it round and round the bent leg, a neat hole being made with the point of a spear wherever the bandage came over the gash in the flesh, so as to keep the wound exposed and thus allow of future inspection. The whole of the bandage was covered with swbug, or clarified butter, as the work progressed. Over the tobe bandage was wound a final wrapping of soft kedrdn leather. The whole of this dressing was to remain on for seven days, and then to be opened ; if the bones had not joined at the end of that time they were to be reset by the aid of a wooden splint. If they had joined, a light bandage would be again put on, and in a month he should be able to walk. Awalé bore the pain without a sound, under circumstances which would probably have caused an Asiatic or European to yell, and next day I sent him off to the Jibril Abokr karias strapped on a camel, with about two months’ rations of rice and dates, and plenty of cloth to buy more ; but it afterwards tran- spired that the Adkim, native-like, had bolted with the whole of this and left Awalé to shift for himself. However, he managed to get attended to by a good Samaritan from a passing caravan, in the shape of a distant relation, who took him to Berbera, where I found him four months afterwards; he was then able to walk, but rather lame. A broken leg may not seem a great matter, but happening away from any transport except a baggage camel, and perhaps miles away from water in an uninhabited wilderness, it becomes a terrible misfortune. I went out for a stroll on the evening of Ist March from Camp Gebili, quite alone, and walked along the sandy river-bed, which is surrounded by rocky and bush-covered country ; and here I saw a hyzena rolling about in the sand, one hundred and fifty yards away ; and pitching up my rifle I hit him, breaking his back, and walking up finished his struggles with a ball from my pistol. As I reached my tent a large panther was heard coughing in the jungle to the east, no doubt prowling round camp looking for one of my goats ; so we tied up a kid a hundred yards from my tent on the slope of the river bank, and raising a small screen of thorn-branches, I sat up with my 152 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. hunter Géli, five yards from the goat, to watch for the panther by the light of the rising moon. After an hour, just as we had begun to get tired of watching, and were nodding off to sleep, the panther charged and carried the goat away. The loop-hole we had prepared in our brushwood screen had been too small, allowing no room laterally for a moving shot. The panther carried away the kid at a gallop, and we rushed after him in the moonlight over the rocky ground and scrub, and made him drop it when he had gone some two hundred yards from camp ; we then dragged the carcase back and secured it in the same place, tying its leg with a stout rope to a stake hammered into the ground, the rope being smeared with muddy water to make it less conspicuously white. We also fastened a live goat by the side of the dead one. After another wait of half an hour Hassan the Midgén, who sat on my left, touched me gently and pointed. Looking up I saw a panther’s head five yards from the goat, gray and ghost- like, and next second in a flash he had sprung on the live goat’s neck, but finding it fastened to the stake he let go and bounded on, giving no time for a shot. I searched all next day in the thick ergin jungle round camp, but failed to put him up, although we found a cave which had evidently been his lair. On the next night I again went for a walk along the river- bed alone, and saw the mate of the hyzna I had killed the night before ; but I held my fire for fear of driving away any leopards from the neighbourhood. I sat up again, and at eight o’clock, while it was still nearly dark, a large leopard charged the goat at full gallop, and I fired without looking along the sights, the light being too dim to see the platinum bead. I fired a snap-shot with my eyes thrown upon the bait as the gray silhouette of the leopard pounced on to it, and pulled the trigger at random as it for a moment obscured the white form of the goat; the leopard left the goat struggling and bounded away across the river. The smoke hung heavily, and even when it had cleared away I could only make out the white outline of the goat in front, lying in its death-throes; beyond that the black silhouette of the bush- covered hill, and the white light in the sky which would soon be replaced by the disc of the rising moon. I distinctly heard the leopard spring up the hill on the other side of the river; and then she stopped, growling at intervals, and evidently badly wounded, for I could hear the cracking branches of the VI A VISIT FO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 153 thorn-bushes and the sound of displaced stones as she rolled about. I went to camp and fetched a lantern and several men; and taking up the tracks, holding the lantern close to the ground, we found a great deal of blood and shreds of her stomach which had been dropped as she had galloped across the river-bed. We held a whispered conference, and decided that if we waited till the morning to follow her up, with this fearful wound she might die in the night and hyzenas would spoil the skin. Several men then began throwing small stones up on to the hillside amongst the bushes where we thought she must be lying, but she refused to show her hiding-place. The Somalis offered to form line and drive her out by the light of the moon. I tried to show them the foolhardiness of this ; but as they were bent on it, and further hesitation on my part would have been misinterpreted, I arranged a line of twelve men with Snider carbines, and placing myself at its head, we cautiously worked up the hillside. The leopard was very quiet now, and gave no sign. The moon was getting brighter, as it had risen well above the horizon clear of the hill and bushes, shining down into our faces as we ascended. The men were straggling and would not keep proper line, in spite of my constant directions. We had made three unsuccess- ful casts up and down the hill, when the leopard charged down from the top, with a coughing roar, right in our faces. The men crowded up round me and I could not fire,—indeed no one had time to fire. She came down the hill in three or four tremendous bounds, and the next second her shadowy form had sprung on Esman Abdi, who was next to me on the left, and leopard and man, locked together, rolled down the hill, brushing past my leg. Libdn Guri, the man on the farther side of Esmdn Abdi, placed the muzzle of his carbine against the leopard’s shoulder, actually singeing the skin, the bullet passing through the leopard and ricochetting within a few inches of my foot, scattering the gravel over me; the brute let go Esman Abdi, or rather Esman let go her, for he had her safe by the throat from the first ; and she rolled over in her last agony, fixing her claws into everything within reach, until I fired with the muzzle against her ribs and settled her. Esman ran down the hill, and we all followed him, calling out to know how much he was wounded; and when we over- took him he said he wasn’t running from the shabé/, but was 154 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. very much afraid of our bullets! He was badly clawed about the arms, but having caught the leopard by the throat in the first rush, and never let go his hold, he got off without feeling her teeth, although he had several abrasions from falling among the rocks. We took the leopard to my tent and skinned it by firelight, while by the same fire I dressed Esmdin Abdi’s wounds with carbolic oil. The first shot fired at the leopard as she charged the goat had taken her in the centre of the belly, and torn quite half of the intestines away, and with this wound she had waited quietly for us, and died game! On the 3rd of March we left Gebili, and at the end of. an afternoon march of three and a half hours halted at noon on the northern edge of the great Marar Prairie, at Ujawaji, near the spot where I had been mauled by a lion a few months before. A glorious view lay before us, the row of conical hills called Subbul rising out of the plain some twenty-five miles away ; and another twenty-five miles beyond could be seen the long blue line of the Harar highlands, at the edge of which lay Jig-Jiga, the Abyssinian post by which I must pass before marching to the city of Harar. By the evening of the 4th of March we reached Juk, a grassy bottom in the undulating bush-covered country leading up to Subbul Odli, which is a dome-shaped hill, the top being two or three hundred feet above the surrounding ground and some six thousand feet above the level of the sea. Between Bulhdér and Juk the whole country passed over had been under the influence of a very severe Jzldl, or dry season, but at Juk we found that recent rain had fallen, and young grass was just shooting up all over the plain, the thorn-bushes being already a mass of green. On the evening of our arrival at Juk I left the three trotting camels in camp and strolled out on foot ; I found beisa abundant, and after a careful crawl through old high grass, hit two mortally with a right and left, but night closed in while I was following, and I had to leave them to die in the bush. At dawn the next morning the caravan marched on for Subbul Odli, while I went back on foot with Géli and Hassan to look for the beisa wounded the night before. I found one, a large cow, still standing, and gave her a finishing shot; and two or three hundred yards farther I found the other, a bull, already killed and eaten by hyzenas ; but the skull, carrying a very fine pair of horns, I took away, and as much of the meat of the cow as we could carry. YI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 155 Soon after overtaking the caravan I started a large herd, followed by what is perhaps the greatest meat delicacy, a young calf beisa ; and as the meat of the cow was scarcely enough for my followers, I shot him. At noon we reached Subbul Odli and camped half a mile from the hill, in open park-like country. There was at the foot of Subbul Odli a beautiful forest of the wédi, a thorn-tree with an upright light gray or lemon-yellow stem, bare to about ten feet from the ground, and then spreading out flat at the top into small stems in the form of an inverted cone. It is a tree of great beauty, and covered with thorns two or three inches long. This tree gives out a gum the Somalis eat. It was now the Kalil, or great heat before the monsoon, and we experienced the first thunderstorm while at this camp. Continuing our journey towards Jig-Jiga, I saw immense numbers of hartebeests on the open plains, one herd contain- ing quite a thousand individuals, and three herds about five hundred each; also smaller herds and solitary bulls were scattered about near the horizon. All the game was rather wild, but I shot two buck Scemmerring’s gazelles by a right and left, as a long line of these animals galloped past me extended at full speed, the setting sun glancing on their sleek hides, We camped where they had fallen, on the short grass of the open plains, my tent being within half a mile of Gumbur Dug, a small rounded hillock which takes its name from the Dig, or large gadfly. Four Ayyal Yunis traders came here to lay before.me, as a representative of the English, complaints against the Abyssinians; and some of the Jibril Abokr tribe joined us, with their flocks, for protection while passing the frontier. Marching into Jig-Jiga on the side of rising ground, opposite the Abyssinian stockaded earthwork, I was promptly visited by a Shim, or petty officer, and twenty Abyssinian soldiers, who all carried sabres and Remington rifles. Rumours were afloat that the Abyssinian leader, Banagusé, having heard that an English foree was marching up to take Jig-Jiga, was bringing an army against me from his place at Gojar in the hills. The Bertiri said that the soldiers at Jig-Jiga had been on the point of leaving in a fright, but that we had come unexpectedly early in the day, and so caught them in the stockade. I sat up for a panther in the evening, in a wretched shelter, when it was pitch dark; and a spotted hyzena charged my goat 156 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cHAP. and took it away from under my very nose, but the light was too bad for me to fire, and I returned much disgusted to camp, picking my way home in the dark. At midnight my caravan leader, Adan Yusuf, woke me up to say that he had received news that Banagtisé was coming to- morrow with two hundred soldiers, and had sent for a rein- forcement of two hundred more; and that Banagusé had said to his people that he would arrest me, whoever I was, and find out the reason of my coming afterwards. Accordingly, next morning Banagusé marched into the Jig- HARTEBEEST (Bubalis swaynei). Jiga Valley with the large escort of nearly four hundred horse and foot, armed chiefly with Remington rifles. The force was one of organised troops, so far as the Abyssinian military system goes, and the rifles were superior to the Snider carbines of my escort. I watched them for many miles as they advanced over the plain, by the aid of a large astronomical telescope, which we set up on a tripod in camp. The force halted outside the Abyssinian zeriba, eight hundred yards from my camp, a dip of open grass-land, forming the Jig-Jiga Valley, lying between us. Banagusé went into the zeriba, the bulk of the soldiers squat- ting down outside, gossiping and holding the horses of those Abyssinian chiefs who had been mounted. Soon Banagtsé’s headman or Shem, Abadigal, came spurring across the valley to my camp, mounted on a beautiful gray VI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 1897 Abyssinian mare, with a message to the effect that the great man was “at home” in the zeriba, and that he had sent: for me. Remembering what had been told me of Banagutsé’s intention to arrest me, I sent back Abadigal to say I would meet Banagusé half-way if he would go into the valley with a few men only; and I pointed out a conspicuous red ant-hill where we might meet. Abadigal soon returned, saying his master expected me to go to the zeriba, and that he would wait for me there. Mounting my Arabian trotting camel, and followed by all my nineteen men, leaving only one sentry in camp, I rode out to the ant-hill, and sat there for ten minutes; but Banagusé not arriving, being tired of the hot sun, I trotted back again; and on Abadigal coming on one of his frequent errands across the valley, I sent him to tell Banagusé that he might go back to Harar if he liked, but that I should stop where I was, and unless he behaved civilly I should prefer not seeing him at all. Moreover, I warned him that my men were few, and that if he brought his crowd with him to my camp I should take it as a hostile act, but that if he came with only a small party I should be glad to welcome him, and give him a reception befitting a man of such rank. I waited another half-hour, and then I saw through the telescope that the people squatting round the zeriba began to stir, and Banagusé and his chiefs came out and formed the whole force into a long line facing my camp. The chief mounted, and the line began to cross the valley in my direction ; and very picturesque they looked. I longed for a shot at them with my “Tdeal” hand camera, but not anticipating such a subject I had put in no plates the night before. As they got nearer I could see the silver-mounted shields and black sheepskin capes of the men, and the rich trappings of the horses, some of the bridles being hung with rows of silver discs, glittering in the sun. Banagusé rode in the centre on a white horse, and the line was an irregular formation about two or three deep. On my right a large crowd of Bertiri Somali horsemen had assembled to watch the expected disturbance, and the whole picture was one of the brightest and most exciting I have ever seen in Somaliland. I was determined that if Banagtisé wanted to arrest me he would have to use force; and I knew he could not do this, because, after the attempted arrest of my brother and myself at 158 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. Gildessa the year before, Ras Makunan had given strict orders to his frontier generals to treat British travellers with courtesy ; so on the whole I decided that if in the game of “bluff” I preserved a tolerably firm attitude, Banagusé would simply have to give in, and my expedition to Ogddén would be saved from failure. Calling my men, twenty in all, and forming them into an irregular line, I went out on foot into the valley to meet Banagtsé, hoping devoutly that he would halt his people and come on with two or three in a proper manner. But the Abyssinians continued to advance! I was intensely annoyed that Banagusé should insist on bluffing, and we all determined not to give in. A few seconds only would decide the matter now, as the array had come to within a hundred and twenty yards, and was every moment getting nearer. I now ordered my men to lie down, and advancing with two of them I waved to Banagusé to come forward to meet me, and to halt his people. My signs being taken no notice of, I blew a whistle, and the men ran up and formed round me into a rallying group, outer circle kneeling and inner circle standing, and a cartridge was shoved into the breech of every rifle. Several of the Abyssinians dropped down ready to fire at a word from their chief, and my Somalis made ready, on the order, to aim at the little man on the white horse, riding in the middle of the throng. Banagtsé wheeled his horse quickly and addressed his people. He had at last been beaten in the game, and a wave passed along the opposing line which we had been watching with such concentrated interest, and they all sat down. Banagtsé trotted forward on his white horse, followed by Abadigal and two others, and I walked towards him with my interpreter, Adan Yusuf, and two men. Banagtisé took the sheepskins from the shoulders of the two soldiers and spread them on the ground ; and we sat down side by side on the open plain, near my original ant-hill, the dark Abyssinian force being eighty yards in front, and my camelmen ten yards behind; and about a hundred Bertiri horsemen, sitting in the saddle, formed a picturesque group on my right. Banagusé complimented me on my military movements, and asked the reason of them. I asked why he had advanced with all his force, against my wish, distinctly made known to him through Abadigal. “Oh!” he said, ‘this crowd was brought in your honour; it is the custom.” So, not to be behind him vI ad VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 159 with a soft answer, I said, ‘This is also an English custom, to do you honour”; and so we parted, shaking hands; and I marched back my own men to my camp, and Banaguttsé crossed the valley to his zeriba, followed by his little army, In the afternoon an Abyssinian named Gabratagli came to me with a small escort, having just arrived from Darima, a village in the highlands about a day’s march distant. He was an agent of Menelek, and had been appointed to inspect routes and regulate caravan fees. He reported that Ras Makunan had just arrived at Harar after his visit to Shoa, but had not yet had time to hear of my coming. Gabratagli had, however, heard of it, and had come in haste from Darima to bid me welcome to the country on his own responsibility, as he knew of my correspondence with the Ras at Gildessa last year, and of Makunan’s wish to know British officers. Gabratagli be- haved with great courtesy, and assured me that Ras Makunan would be delighted to hear that I had come at last. He said that the people on the frontier were all mad, and suspicious of the English, but that now he had come all would go well with me. Gabratagli and his friends finished my small stock of whisky and cigarettes; and cheered by the comforts of my table, became very friendly and communicative. It appears that Banagusé is a Zaurari, or “ general command- ing the advance guard.”! He is in some ways an able man, 1 The following titles were explained to me by an Abyssinian, and, though I eannot vouch for their accuracy of spelling, I jot them down :— Negisa Negust, the Emperor ; literally the “king of kings.” Negis, King. Ras-Bitédet and Rds, high titles ranking next to Negis. Dejasmatch, General of Division. Kanyasmatch, General of the Right. Gerasmatch, General of the Left. Fi Tauravi, General of the Advance. Balanbaras, Commandant of a fortress. Turk Basha, General of Artillery. Yeshi Alaka, Chief of a thousand. The combined camp of a large Abyssinian army is so arranged that the Emperor and various kings occupy the central camp. In front is that of several Rds, Dejusmatch, and Taurari ; to the right several Rds, Dejasmatch, and Kanyasmatch ; to the left several Rés, Dejasmatch, and Gerasmatch. Some idea of Ras Makunan’s importance as Governor of Harar may be gained from the fact that he has under him four Dejasmateh, eight Balanbaras, four Aunyasmatch, nine Gerasmatch, and five Lt Taurari. Any of the kings has apparently a chance of becoming Emperor. The present Emperor, Menelek, is also King of Shoa, 160 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. and is setting up a place for himself at the advanced post of Gojar under Gureis Mountain, just inside the Harar highlands ; it is said he wishes to found another Harar there. He has the reputation of being disobedient to his superiors and tyrannical to the Géri and Bertiri Somalis. He is unpopular in Soméaliland, and, if all reports are true, he is not likely to forward British interests. He is the worst of those who extract cattle from Somaliland without paying, under the pretence of collecting tribute for the Emperor ; he has made many requisitions on the Habr Awal tribe, which is under British protection; and his raids on the Ogaddén cattle are likely to damage our meat-supply at Aden in the near future. According to a story I have heard on fairly good authority, Banagtsé’s history is as follows:—A few years back, in Shoa, he somehow incurred the displeasure of the Emperor Menelek, and the latter ordered that he should be disgraced and punished. When the Abyssinians took Harar, Banagusé so distinguished himself that R4s Makunan gave him charge of Jarso District, in which lies the village of Gojar, commanding the Hilindéra Pass; and the fort of Jig-Jiga, dominating the Karin Marda Pass, both of which lead from Berbera and Hargeisa to Harar. He appears, however, to have done nothing for the country, taking numbers of horses and cattle away to feed the troops, and exacting double road fees from Berbera caravans. The Emperor Menelek, who had in the meantime almost forgotten Banagusé’s existence, hearing the Somali complaints, sent Gabra- tagli to Darima to check the caravan fees ; so naturally the two officials were not exactly friends. Gabratagli was a cheery old man, wearing a tobe, a pair of white calico drawers, and an immense straw hat. He kept a piece of calico soaked in butter over his shaven skull, under his hat, ‘‘to keep his head cool,” as he said he was a martyr to neuralgia. He rode a white mule, and had an athletic soldier, dressed in calico drawers, constantly at hand with his drinking- cup and a mysterious bottle, which did not contain water. I took a great liking to this old man. Gabratagli had travelled much, and had often visited Aden ; and he asked me concerning the health of English officers whom he had met many years before, whose names I had never heard ; and on my admitting this, he remarked, “If you don’t remember these you must be very young.” Before he left my camp he sent a mounted messenger to Harar with a letter from me to vI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 161 the Ras, and he asked me to stay at Jig-Jiga for three or four days till the answer should arrive. It was not till nearly sunset that Banagusé came over, bringing his whole force across the valley to my camp. I fired a salute as he came in, my men being pleased, and thinking themselves great soldiers after the morning’s display. I insisted on his halting his people two hundred yards from camp, and bringing only twenty men with him; and to show him that I did not like his methods, I ordered my men to squat down in a circle round the door of my reception tent, and leading Banagusé and a few chiefs through a lane of my men, I sat down among them with my loaded rifle leaning against a chair and my revolver on. The few soldiers whom Banagusé brought with him were allowed to wander about the camp at will, one sentry keeping a watchful eye over them. They treat their long Remington rifles shamefully, leaning on them with the muzzles half buried in the earth. Their custom is to keep these rifles loaded while on the Somali frontier, but not, I believe, in Harar. I found Banagusé very intelligent, and his features are well cut'and regular, unlike those of the coarse-featured soldiers. I noticed the Somdlis have much better features than the Abyssinian solders, and smaller hands and feet. I should think Banagusé must have Arab blood in his veins. Although polite, he was not at all disposed to be friendly to me; he knew that I had taken photographs of his stockade on my last visit while he was away, and complained of him to the British Government. There was a report in my camp that the force he had collected at Gojar was getting ready to attack an Italian who was said to have settled down on the Milmil-Imé route at Sassamani, in Ogddén. At the time I thought of Prince Ruspoli, but subsequently found that the object of the attack, which never came off, was Colonel Paget, who had, I afterwards heard, with great justice restored some looted camels to the Ogadén while on a shooting trip in their country. “During my interview with Banagusé, Mahomed Ahmed, the poor Gerad or Sultan of the Bertiri Somalis, sat in my tent looking dejected and never daring to utter a word. It appears his dignity had suffered at the hands of the Abyssinians during the last few months, he being obliged to “trot about like a dog” between the karias to fetch cows for the soldiers to eat. M 162 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. The Gerdd was slightly built, and had the intelligent face and well-cut features of the best kind of Somali, a great contrast to the coarse-featured soldiers who were allowed to hector over him. Despite his old, worn-out tobe he still looked dignified. Before the arrival of these Abyssinians, who came into the Bertiri country like a swarm of locusts when they took Harar, the Gerad had been a man of some repute. But the Abyssinians took away all his power, and he is now of little consequence. My intercourse with Banagtsé depended on several inter- preters ; he spoke Amharic to Gabratagli, who passed it on to my interpreter, Adan Yusuf, in Arabic, and the latter translated into Hindustani for my benefit. By the time a sentence reached me Banagusé was thinking of something else, so we did not make much progress. The Abyssinians preferred tea to coffee; and I noticed Banagtsé rather craned at his cup, and handed it to a friend first, suspecting poison. But my headman, Adan Yusuf, full of tact, said quietly, “ Mayish khof'” (No fear), and giving a short laugh, he took a long draught from the cup, and filled it again for the great man. On 9th March, in the early morning, Banaguisé sent over Abadigal to say he was leaving for Gojar, and requesting that I would visit him in the stockade ; so posting a sentry in camp I took nineteen of the men in line, rode across the valley, and drew up at the Abyssinian zeriba. Leaving most of the men outside I entered with four, passing a sentry who saluted me by presenting arms in Abyssinian fashion ; and walking across the zeriba I entered Banagusé’s hut. Here I found his notables assembled, all seated on the ground. I was invited to take my place on a raised platform with Banagusé, while Adan Yusuf and the other interpreters squatted in front. Banagusé was polite, but having little to say, he left Gabratagli to do all the talking. After a somewhat embarrassing leave-taking I trotted back to camp on my camel, and Banagusé issued from the stockade ; and, followed by his army, marched over the plain towards Gojar. Looking with my telescope from camp an hour later, I made them out in the far distance, and it was pleasant to have seen the last of them. I was glad to halt at Jig-Jiga for a few days, as the plains were dotted over with game.” My men were a thoroughly good lot of fellows, and I was particularly pleased with the way in which they enabled me to show a bold front to Banagusé. VI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 163 One day I went out into the plains with three or four men, and found immense herds of hartebeests and Scemmerring’s gazelles ; but the day being windy, they were very shy. The gazelles were always galloping about and starting the masses of beisa and hartebeests. They would draw up in front of the larger game, appearing to know that I did not want to fire at them, sometimes giving me very easy chances. At last, seeing no chance of the larger game, and being in want of meat, I shot two Scemmerring’s gazelles right and left, one a very good buck with a thick winter coat; and on the way to camp I saw a bull hartebeest standing, as he thought, out of range, some four hundred yards away, so I lay prone and brought him down with a careful shot from the Martini-Henry. Returning to camp, I found messengers from one Farur Gerdd Hirsi, a relation of the Bertiri Sultan, who was at his karia two miles away, and had “pains all over his body,” so he had sent his sons to call me. I gave him twenty drops of chlorodyne and half a dozen quinine pills, one to be taken daily. I was received with great enthusiasm by a crowd of some two hundred of his womenfolk and male relations, all calling out “‘ Nabad” (Welcome). The Gerdd said he would have had him- self carried to my camp, but not while the hated Abyssinians remained there. The elders flocked around to lay complaints before me of the treatment they had received from the Abyssinian invaders. They said that Banagusé was lazy, and did not administer the country a bit; that he and his mob were good neither at fighting nor governing, and that the only thing they could do was bullying the karias for the extraction of cattle, which his soldiers eat raw. The Gerdd told me that ten cows were taken last month from his karia alone. Another man, Ibrahim Guri (Rer Ali), lost seventy-six camels, two hundred sheep, and five huts in one day; and he and his wife were arrested and taken away by the Abyssinians towards Harar. These are samples of the arbitrary behaviour of frontier officials. At night I returned to my camp from the Gerad’s karia, across torrent-beds and wait-a-bit thorns, and learnt the lesson that it is much better to cross one deep ravine low down than the twenty or more tributary ravines from which it is formed. We got to camp at last, relieved in our minds, because the presence of a man-eating lion in this neighbourhood had made us feel rather uncomfortable when stumbling about amongst the ravines in the darkness of the night. 164 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. Next morning I sent a haunch of venison to Gabratagli, done up with clean white foolscap paper pinned round it, with a pencil memorandum in English conveying my compliments, as it seemed to me it would do no harm to be polite. My armed Somali camelman who took it seemed to think it a great joke, and trotted across the half-mile of valley to the Abyssinian zeriba in pouring rain, singing cheerfully ; and he returned saying my friend was delighted, but, my Somali asked, “Why did I waste my good venison on such pigs?” At mid-day on the 11th came news that Ras Makunan had returned to Harar from Shoa; and at eight o’clock at night Gabratagli sent over the Ras’s letter, with an interpreter. The Ras expressed himself very pleased that I had carried out my promise, made last year, to visit him, and hoped I would come at once, adding that Gabratagli had received orders to make all arrangements for my coming. On the 13th March we left Jig-Jiga, crossed the plains to Hado, just inside the Harar Hills, and camped at Abadigal’s own village. We had now left the Marar Prairie, inhabited by Somali nomads, and crossed the border of the Harar Hills, descending by the Marda Pass into undulating country occupied by the cultivating Géri and Bertiri, whose permanent villages are clustered about everywhere, and are controlled by Abyssinian magistrates, whose title is Shim. The Shim who was my host was Abadigal, Banaguseé’s right-hand man, whom I had seen lately at Jig-Jiga; he was a good fellow, broad-shouldered and good-natured, and looked very imposing in his military dress, with a black sheepskin cape and a long curved sabre. Although the Bertiri villagers detest the Abyssinian occupation as a principle, Abadigal enjoys the personal respect of those under him. The pass by which we entered the mountains is called Karin Marda, and is very prettily wooded, the road having a greatest elevation of about 6500 feet above sea-level. A great change came over the landscape as we topped the pass. Behind us lay a thickly-wooded slope descending to the immense Marar Prairie, covered generally with short grass without a single bush, which is a thousand square miles in area, and has a greatest length of fifty and a greatest breadth of thirty-six miles, with a mean elevation of 5500 feet above sea-level. In front, at our feet, the road wound through picturesque forest for half a mile, and then the whole face of the country was VI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 165 covered with jowdrz cultivation and clusters of substantial villages. Beyond, to the south-west, rose ridge upon ridge of blue hills and deep valleys, among which, some forty miles away, lay the city of Harar. To the right towered the tremendous mass of Kondurd (or Kondudo) to about ten thousand feet, and beyond Harar a similar mass, called Gara Mulata, shut out the view to the west. At this season we found the signs of cultivation to consist oiily of old stubble ; the land was being ploughed up to receive the new seed, the dry season being nearly at an end and the monsoon rains expected shortly.1 Everywhere, in pairs or singly, oxen were drawing the primitive Bertiri plough, and the country had a peaceful look after the thorn-forests and open grass-plains of the nomad Somalis, where sheep and camel paths and zeribas were almost the only evidences of human occupation. The Shvim kindly lent me his house, a substantial dwelling fifteen feet high and eighteen feet in diameter, made in a circular form, of stout saplings and jowdri stalks, with a beehive-shaped roof of the same material, covered by ten inches of neat layers of thatched grass; and altogether forming as clean, well-built, and comfortable a dwelling, for the climate, as one could wish. As we got intensely cold night-winds at this elevation (5500 feet), I was:glad indeed to exchange my Cabul tent for Abadigal’s hut. The state of the thermometer, which sometimes goes down to 49° and 50° Fahr. in the early mornings, does not accurately describe the cutting nature of a Somali night- wind, the more keenly felt when one has been travelling all day under a burning Jeld/ sun. An Abyssinian soldier brought me a present of fifteen fresh hen’s eggs ; I offered payment, but he refused, saying that egss were of no value, and many were daily thrown away as refuse. Somalis do not keep fowls, so I was delighted at the change of food. Mahomed Ahmed, the Gerad of the Bertiri tribe, visited me at Abadigal’s hut, with the same old story; he said that the Bertiri wished for the arrival of anybody in European shape who would administer the country and save them from the Abyssinians. He said, as an inducement, that any Europeans taking over the country would make plenty of money ; he added that ever since I had come to Jig-Jiga he had been kept on the 1 The Gu or spring rains ; due about the middle of April. 166 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. run, carrying messages to various villages many miles away, or looking for cattle, because the Abyssinians wanted to prevent his coming to me. He had crept to my hut stealthily by night ; and of course I warned him of the danger to which he exposed himself. He said that my arrival threw the Jig-Jiga garrison into a great state of alarm. My friends the Bertiri, I found, loving to make mischief, had magnified my difficulties with Banaguisé into a great British victory over the Abyssinians! I believe that half the Abyssinian suspicion of English designs on the frontier is due to Somali gossip. ; We set out from Hado at daylight, and leaving cultivation after an hour, descended by a road, bad for camels, into the beautiful valley of Helmék, camping by the margin of a running stream. This valley, which leads into the Tug Fafan to the south-east, is covered with forest and dense undergrowth, where the latter has not been burnt off by jungle-fires. It has been a favourite resort of elephants and rhinoceroses, but since the .\byssinians came to Harar their numbers have diminished, and we only saw the track of one bull rhinoceros, which had come to drink at the stream two nights before. Marching from Helm6ék in the afternoon, we arrived at the village of the Kanyasmatch Basha-Basha, which lies on the saddle between two very remarkable hills called Eilalami, the village itself being called Bakaka. To the’west of the Eilalami ridge is Feyambiro, and to the east Bursim. The country between Helmoék stream and the Eilalami ridge is a beautiful, well-watered valley, covered with forest, un- cultivated and used as pasture by the Géri and Bertiri flocks at the proper season. The ascent to the saddle on which Bakaka village stood was steep for camels, and we wound through this large village after dark, threading our way through a crowd of Abyssinian, Galla, and Harari villagers, and yelping pariah dogs, till we reached Basha-Basha’s house. The rank of Xanyasmatch may be described as that of General commanding the right wing of an Abyssinian army. Fi Taurari Banagisé and Kanyasmatch Basha-Basha are the two commanders who respectively lead the Abyssinian advance into the Bertiri and Habr Awal countries to the north, and the Ogadén to the east. I was led into a large stockaded enclosure behind Basha- Basha’s house, where a tent had been prepared for me. This was fourteen feet in diameter across the floor and of bell shape, VI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 167 with perpendicular walls seven feet high hanging to the ground all round. The central pole was twelve feet high, of male bamboo grown, I think, in Abyssinia, and the material of the tent was a single thickness of American shirting. We waited out- side a short time, among a crowd of gaping villagers and dogs, while the tent was being prepared with carpets for my reception. On entering it I met Basha-Basha, who welcomed me to his village. He was a little man, squarely built, and had lost his left eye. He had an abrupt, peremptory way of talking, but he was said to be very popular and to have a great reputation for straightforwardness, being kind to his inferiors and “ very terrible in war.” Fortunately I had not to test his fighting powers, but I found him everything that could be wished as a host, and he impressed me more favourably than any of the Abyssinians whom I had met. He apologised for not being in his dress of ceremony on the ground that he was in mourning ; but next day he condescended to put on his cape of lion-skin and a black velvet waistcoat covered with embroidery, to show me the costume. He admired my big-game rifles, being much delighted with the double four-bore, weighing twenty-two pounds, which he said was the right gun for elephants. I heard that Basha- Basha when a child was adopted by the wife of Ras Makunan, and through this connection with the family of the Ras and his own ability he had advanced to his present post. On the 15th [ remained all day in Basha-Basha’s tent, occasionally appearing at the entrance to show myself to the crowd which had come to see me. In the evening I wanted to go for a walk, so, as an excuse, I proposed to visit Feyambiro. I had the greatest difficulty in persuading Basha-Basha and Gabratagli that I was not going to choose the site for an English fort. They thought it most extraordinary that I should want to go for a walk, and Basha-Basha quietly ordered a detach- ment of soldiers to go with me! I carried out my intention, going four miles along a very uninteresting public path covered with people passing to and fro, between cultivated fields, when we came to a few huts belonging to a caravan of Berbera traders; this, I was told, was Feyambiro, where all caravans from Somaliland unload and change to donkey transport, leaving the camels to graze at Feyambiro, as the road ahead, over the twenty-five miles to Harar, winds through deep gorges and is too rough for camels. Gabratagli asked why I should want to see Feyambiro, when I should pass it on the morrow while going 168 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CH. VI to Harar. I got the exercise, but did not enjoy the trip, because I was dogged the whole way by a hundred Galla peasants and Abyssinian soldiers. We set out from Basha-Basha’s on the morning of the 16th March at seven o’clock. I left all the camels and camp at Feyambiro, taking on with me only my servants and a little personal baggage, the transport of mules and porters being supplied free of charge by Gabratagli. Passing over very hilly country intersected by deep gorges, we arrived at Harar at 2 p.m., being escorted for the last two or three miles by several companies of the soldiers of the Ras, in clean white dress, to the number of about a thousand. As we arrived at the head of each company, the men presented arms in the Abyssinian way, and were marched off in front or in rear of the procession according to the place assigned them, the whole being under the command of a Geras- match, or General of the Left. Near Harar I caught sight of a European white helmet, and was met by Signor Felter, an Italian merchant, who spoke French fluently, and kindly offered to come with me as far as Makunan’s house. Count Salimbeni and Signor Felter and another gentleman formed the Italian community at Harar at the time of my visit. The former had represented the Italian Government, but was shortly leaving for Aden. I had an interview with the Ras at his audience-house in the centre of the town, the members of his household and leading men of Harar being present. The audience-room or shed was decorated with carpets, a raised dais at one end being reserved for the Ris; a European easy-chair or two occupied one side of the room, while the natives squatted on their heels on the carpets. The interview was short, as is the custom on first meeting, the visitor being supposed to be tired after his journey. Ras Makunan asked me a few questions about Aden. It seems that not long ago he went to Rome, where he received a decora- tion. He is well informed on European subjects. After this interview I was taken to the honse of Alaka Gobau Desta. He appeared a learned man, and his position in England would have been something similar to that of a college “Don,” though I think Alaka simply means “chief.” He spoke excellent English, and said he was a native of Gondar in Abyssinia. In the trimming of his hair and beard he called to mind pictures of Spanish gentlemen about the time of Queen Elizabeth. He was cu. vi 4 VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 171 formerly in a mission at Zanzibar, where he learnt English ; and he married a Goanese from India, since dead, who could paint in water-colours, and whose sketches were hanging on the walls of his house. My friend had furnished it as far as possible in the English style, and while there I enjoyed the comforts of an English lodging free of cost, besides good champagne and roast beef cooked by the wife of an Armenian who works for the Ras. I have nothing but pleasant recollections of the kind hospitality of the Abyssinians at Harar, and of Signor Felter and his charming wife. My baggage not arriving on the 16th, I rode out five miles, on a mule, along the road, to look for it. When it arrived in the evening, I found my servant Ibrahim, a Somali boy of nine- teen, had met with an accident; an angry Abyssinian, armed with a spear, had been chasing his own servant, when the latter ran to Ibrahim for protection ; the aggressor turned on Ibrahim and threw his spear, and trying to ward off the blow he received the spear through the palm of his hand. It was a bad cut, severing an important vein, so that the hand had been bleeding at intervals for nearly two days; and Ibrahim arrived in a very weak state. I complained to the Ras, and the culprit was caught and put into prison, Ibrahim receiving the small com- pensation of twenty-five piastres, or about three rupees. I told the police officials that all my servants had orders to use their carbines, if necessary, in self-defence, and expressed astonish- ment at Ibrahim’s forbearance. On 17th March I had a long interview with Ras Makunan, when he expressed great friendship for the British ; and I con- veyed to him the kind regards of General J.. Jopp, C.B., Political Resident of Aden, and the Italian Consul-General Cecchi, and of other officers known to him personally or by correspondence. After the audience I met Count Salimbeni at dinner at the house of Signor Felter. On the following day I called on M. Gabriel Guigniony, a French merchant, and Monseigneur Taurin Cahaigne, officially “Vicaire Apostolique des Galla.” He bas been many years in the country, and probably knows more about Galla history than any man. In the afternoon I spent a long time with the Ras, and gave him a photograph-album of Indian scenes, and also a tiger-skin mounted on red cloth. He was much struck with some of the photographs which represented Indian elephants in a “khedda” ; 172 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. and he asked me whether he could get experts from India to try their hands at taming the African elephant. I showed him Burton’s First Footsteps in East Africa, which contains such a graphic description of Harar and a sketch of the city. Gobau Desta read Burton’s historical account of Harar to the Ras, translating as he went along; and said it was true in every detail. I also showed the Ras my photo of two rhinoceros heads. He is said to have been a keen hunter, and he sent for my Express rifle, by Holland, and took down the number, saying he should like to order one like it to shoot lions with, as ‘he preferred English rifles for big game.” I took a ride with the Italians to Jebel Hakim and round Harar; and in the evening dined with M. Guigniony. On the 19th I called on Count Salimbeni, and in the afternoon had another interview with the Ras. Having come to the city only as a private visitor, I was careful to steer clear of politics in our conversations. But the Ras insisted on looking on my visit as partly political, and seized the opportunity of stating his ideas, through Gobau Desta, to an English traveller. After the inter- view I took down notes, from Gobau Desta’s dictation, concerning Abyssinian ideas, which were read to the lias and approved of. He particularly wished me to get them published in England. It appears that during the last few years Abyssinia has imported immense quantities of breech-loading firearms, and has become, so far as the Abyssinian feudal organisation goes, a military Power; and Abyssinians are beginning to remember that once their country included parts of Yemen and the Soudan. Since Theodore’s time they have been trying to gain possession of a seaport, and now they dream of absorbing the Somali tribes till they reach the coast, either of the Red Sea, the Gulf of Aden, or the Indian Ocean. They declare that they will not be content till they have full control of one of the seaports to which their merchandise goes, preferably Massdwa, Jibuti, or Zeila. They hint that, now the African coast-line is being divided among the Europeans, the Africans are entitled to their share. The Abys- sinians say that the expeditions which annually advance farther into Ogddén are undertaken for the purpose of exacting tribute, thus establishing the Abyssinian claim to suzerainty over the Somali tribes; and that, if possessed of one of the northern ports, their Ogddén expeditions would cease, However impracticable these ideas may sound, they seem interesting as showing what are Abyssinian ambitions, and what VI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 173 may be the mainspring of the eastern movement which began with the absorption of Harar, formerly a buffer state between Abyssinia and the Somalis. Abyssinians regard the European Powers with mixed feelings. They say they wish for the internal improvement of their country according to European methods, and promise commercial privi- leges to the Power which can bring about such improvement. They are, on the other hand, shy of the word “ Protectorate,” and naturally wish to be recognised for ever as an independent State. Abyssinians claim to have authority as far as the confines of the Equatorial Province, and even claim lately to have done something against the Central African slave trade. According, therefore, to my friend’s statement, Abyssinia would appear to be the Power on whose progress the future enlightenment of Central Africa largely depends. My own hopes fall far short of this; for though enlightened and honourable Abyssinians, of whom Ras Makunan may be taken as the type, may have high ambitions, yet the ruck of the people, from the specimens of soldiers whom I saw at Harar, appear to be certainly no better than the nomad Somalis, except in their possession of rifles. The Ras was unwell on the 19th, and could not see any one. I received visits from the Archbishop and M. Guigniony. The medium of conversation with Europeans in Harar was French ; curiously enough, the only person who could speak English fluently was Gobau Desta, the Abyssinian who generally acted as my interpreter with the Ras. On 20th March I received a visit from Count Salimbeni, and after dinner I had a long farewell interview with the Ras, when he gave me the following presents :—The Ras’s photograph, the Ras’s own drinking-cup, three other cups of buffalo and rhinoceros horn, a buffalo-hide officer’s shield decorated with silver, two Abyssinian spears, a gray riding mule and em- broidered equipment. The interview of the 20th March was held at 8 p.m. by lamp- light, and was the last I had with the Ras in his house. As it was a farewell visit, he had sent for his household and elders, and I amused them by showing the various English positions in use with the match rifle, several attempting them on the floor of the audience-room. The Ras again asked me about taming elephants, a subject which appears to have impressed him. The presents for me 174 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. were laid out in front of us all amid a buzz of admiration from the courtiers. I thanked Makunan for them, and said that it would crown his kindness if he would give me a letter to his frontier generals providing for my safe passage through districts occupied by his soldiers, I had the greatest difficulty in getting this out of him, as his suspicious officers strongly advised him to put nothing on paper. By insisting, however, I at last got the letter. On 21st March I called on Wandi, chief of police, as he had sent a message to say he was sick and unable to come to me. I found him in bed with fever. I then had the presentation mule dressed in its state satin embroidery, and, myself clothed in a canvas shooting hat, khaka drill coat, with a high starched collar, drill breeches, and brown leather Elcho boots, I sat on the mule and went to meet the Ras, who was leaving for Jarso on an inspection. Riding half a mile down a path, I came on the usual procession of soldiers, and found the Ras at its head. We dismounted and bade each other a final good-bye, the Ras going off to Jarso and I returning to Harar. In the evening I rode out with the Italians to Jebel Hakim, and visited some wonderful caves in the limestone rock, which have their openings in the top of the hill. They are formed by rain-water collecting in natural pans on the open grass-covered summit and sinking into the hill, eroding the limestone, and producing immense well-like chasms. This water finds its way to the surface round the base of the hill, where good water is always to be found at every mile or so. This hill overlooks Harar from a distance of about a mile. On 22nd March I called on an Armenian and his wife employed by the Ras; and after saying good-bye to the Euro- peans I took the road to Feyambiro, with my servants and a dozen soldiers who had been told off as porters to carry my baggage. Felter and Guigniony came some distance to see me off, the latter riding a beautiful little Abyssinian horse. These horses are very pretty and graceful, but restive; in shape they resemble the Arab, and are about fourteen hands high. My wounded servant had to ride ona mule. Count Salim- beni had, however, by careful treatment, stopped the bleeding and put him in a fair way to recover, though he was still very weak. I reached Feyambiro on the same day, being entertained by the Shim, Basha-Gisdo ; and while encamped here I had a VI A VISIT TO RAS MAKUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 175 curious adventure, probably unique in the annals of camping out. I was, as usual, sleeping on the ground inside a Cabul tent. After nightfall I was awakened by a disturbance going on outside, men running to and fro through the camp and shouting. I ran out and could see nothing at first, it being a dark night, and the only forms visible those of my men and camels, which loomed out against the sky, and they seemed to be all rushing about wildly. At my tent door I found Adan MALE SCEMMERRING’S GAZELLE (Gazella semmerringi). Length of horns on curve, 16} inches. Yusuf, who said a Bertiri bull had gone mad and had broken loose from a cattle-shed in the village, and was charging about through my camp knocking over everything in its way. It had already knocked over two men. Presently the bull rushed past me; I could just make it out, but soon lost its form among those of the running men. I jumped out of the way, and in another charge, having made a circle among the camels, he came straight back full tilt into my tent! All the men rushed for the tent, and I followed, and heard cries inside. 176 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA Cu. VI Coming up, I saw an Abyssinian soldier run at the tent door with a drawn sword, and then there was a confused jumble of shouting men and the bellowing of the bull. Some one at last produced a torch, and a curious scene was disclosed. The bull had charged through my tent and entangled his head in the closed back of it, which had been firmly laced up; Adan Yusuf had run in and caught him by the horns. The Abyssinian soldiers had then hamstrung him with sabre cuts and had cut his throat, so that he had fallen upon my bedding, a pool of clotted blood from his throat standing an inch high, covering my pillow, blankets, and all my kit. Taking hold of his hind- leg they had then dragged him out by the front door, carrying the blankets along with him. On the 23rd I marched to Hado, and was again the guest of Abadigal. We then marched to Jig-Jiga, where I rejoined part of my caravan I had left behind during the Harar visit. After waiting for two days to reorganise my expedition, I started for the Jerer Valley on my way to Ogddén and the Webbe. CHAPTER VIL FIRST JOURNEY TO THE WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER, 1893 Form an ambush over the pool at Kuredelli—A rhinoceros wounded—Un- successful hunt after the rhinoceros—Two lions seen—Another rhinoceros wounded at the pool ; three lionesses arrive ; interesting moonlight scene —A lioness drinks, and is wounded—Death of the lioness—Follow and bag the rhinoceros—Exciting hyena-hunt with pistol and knife—AbDbas- gul fight—Unsuccessful rhinoceros-hunt—We march into the monsoon— Waller’s gazelle wounded by me and pulled down by a leopard—Death of the leopard—Camp again at Tuli—Two rhinoceroses bagged ; furious charge—The Sheikh Ash, a friendly tribe—A leopard in camp—Ambush at the Garba-aleh pool ; leopard and hyena bagged—Abuniance of game —First enter zebra country—Man-eating lions at Durhi—Malingur at Durhi—Elephant-hunting in Daghatto Valley; a bull bagged—Large number of elephants—Interesting scene in Daghatto—Leopards seen— Uninhabited country—Difficulty in finding the Rer Amaden tribe—Halt at Enleh and send out scouts. I vert Jig-Jiga for the Jerer Valley and Ogddén country on 26th March 1893, with the whole of my caravan, consisting of three fast Aden camels, thirty-three baggage camels, and the mule Ras Makunan had given me; and I had still my following of the twenty-one faithful Somalis armed with Snider carbines. I had finished my visit to Harar; and now, armed with Ras Makunan’s passport, I was free to strike across Somaliland to the Webbe Shabéleh river, four hundred miles inland, and to shoot big game unmolested by Abyssinian soldiers, and, what N 178 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHar. was more important, in hunting-grounds hitherto untouched by Europeans. We should have started early on the 26th, but had great difficulty in getting guides to the Rer Ali tribe, because the Bertiri at Jig-Jiga were afraid that if they assisted us they would be made to regret it by the Abyssinians. But on my showing Makunan’s passport to the Shim in charge of the stockade, he promised the people that they would receive no harm on my account, and I marched with two Bertiri guides at 9 A.M. We threaded our way through grass-plains and jungle to Kuredelli in the Jerer Valley, which runs south-east towards the Webbe Shabéleh ; and on reaching this place in the evening, I was delighted to find a pool of water in the rocky bed of the river, the edges of which were literally covered with tracks of large game. Among other animals a lion and a rhinoceros had come to drink on the preceding night. The river-bed was very rocky, and sunk some fifteen feet below the level of the surrounding plain, which was covered with dense mimosa jungle. Half a mile up the channel, to the west of the pool, was my camp, pitched under shady trees in a glade of good but rather dry grass. There had been, as usual, a drought during the /ild/ season, but the drought this year had been particularly severe because the previous Dazr or light winter rains had failed, so that Kuredelli was one of the few pools of surface water left in the whole of this elevated country, and there was not a drop to be got for many miles round. The water was covered with duckweed, and was of a bright emerald green colour throughout, and had almost the consistency of pea-soup ; but, curiously enough, it was perfectly sweet and good, and we drank it for a week without harm. The pool was not more that fifteen yards long by five wide, its longer axis pointing up and down the river-bed ; and on the northern side it was overhung by a steep scarp of rock some five feet high, where the limestone had been undermined by the swirl of the river when in flood. Above the rocky scarp were thick thorn-trees, whose branches overhung the river-bed, and under these branches, on the edge of the scarp and overlooking the pool, I constructed a small bower, bearing a rugged resem- blance to a box in a European theatre. Nothing could spring on us from behind because of the interlaced branches of the trees which made our roof, while the floor was a smooth slab VII JOURNEY TO WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER 179 of limestone, and in front and at the top of the small precipice were piled thorn-branches breast-high, so that I could fire over them. The front of the box was otherwise quite open, and the field of view embraced two right angles. We made this retreat in an hour, and I took up a position, as night fell, in the bower with my two hunters Géli and Hassan. We carried my three rifles and spare ammunition, and four more men brought my bedding, blankets for my hunters, a lamp, matches, and my water-bottle full of coffee. We did not forget a waterproof sheet each, to be used in case of rain. My four carriers had also brought a donkey, which they tied up to a block on a slab of limestone shelving down into the pool on the farther side, for we hoped thereby to attract lions; the carriers then went off to camp, and left us squatting silently in our shelter. I describe our arrangements thus in detail because I have in this way sat out for game on scores of nights, and one descrip- tion will serve for all. There is one thing I never omit, when about to spend a night in one of these jungle shelters, or when marching by night, and-that is to decorate the centre rib of each of my game rifles with a long strip of white foolscap paper, to assist the aim; for, however good the moonlight may be, it is impossible to see the tiny ivory fore-sight at night. I sat over this pool on five successive nights. On the first three hyenas came, but no lion or rhinoceros. The hyenas invariably came silently down to drink till they saw the living bait, and then at once took fright and galloped away ; on the succeeding four nights I therefore dispensed with the bait. For two hours, after the moon rose, several wild ducks kept us interested by playing about in the water and quacking, quite unaware of our presence. I then went to sleep. We saw nothing on the next evening, and I slept all night in the shelter, waking up covered with dew at daylight, and returning, rather stiff with the exposure, to camp. On the third night I was roused by Géli, whose eyes I could see full of excitement in the semi-darkness ; and still crouch- ing below my screen of branches, I could hear the wallowing of some heavy animal in the soft mud at the water's edge. We were all on the alert as I gently felt for the four-bore which Hassan shoved into my hands. On cautiously poking my head above the screen, I saw the great form of a rhinoceros standing motionless as a carved sphinx in the moonlight, 180 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. casting a deep black shadow upon the white rock. I stood erect, and raising my arms placed the butt of the four-bore to my shoulder. The action was seen, for the beast trotted forward a few steps, and then galloped across the slabs of rock for a path which ascended the bank on my side of the river, and led behind my shelter. I fired at his shoulder hurriedly, and, sad to say, heard no answering “tell,” showing that the bullet had not struck; and before I could look under the smoke I heard the rhinoceros, with a succession of snorts, gallop up the bank and trot behind my shelter ; then all sound ceased but the animal’s breathing, which we could hear distinctly, close to and above us, only separated from us by the stout interlaced branches of the back of our “box.” We stood with rifles at the “charge,” ready to fire and throw ourselves down into the river-bed should his ugly head and horns protrude into our bower. He did not keep us in suspense long, but after listening for more than a minute, trotted off, the sound of his footsteps getting fainter on the still night air, and eventually dying away. On the 29th I returned to camp at sunrise, and swallowing a cup of hot coffee, which my cook, having heard the shot and divined its purport, had prepared, I took up the tracks with two camelmen, letting Géli and Hassan sleep in camp. We followed VII JOURNEY TO WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER 181 them till noon, the sun being fearfully hot ; but either through the unskilfulness of my trackers, or through the absence of blood on the track causing me to lose heart in the fearful heat, we had to leave the trail at a stony ravine ; and in the afternoon returned to camp, tired out. Swallowing some food, I took a short sleep; and towards sunset went out again with Géli and Hassan into the bush to the west. Suddenly Géli pointed, and saying “ Lébah/” (Lions) started to run across an open plain of bare red earth; and there, three hundred yards away, were a lioness and young lion reclining by the stem of a tall, shady thorn-tree, looking at us. I had been searching for rhinoceros, and was burdened with my double four-bore rifle, so when Géli started running he at once got ahead of me, and Hassan, carried away by excitement, followed suit. The brutes, seeing three men running across the plain towards them, stood up, stretched themselves, and giving a toss of the tail and a savage growl, cantered away across the sun-baked earth in full view, and plunged into the low mimdésa jungle beyond. Iran up to Géli much put out, and snatching my ‘577 Express from his hand, and giving him the heavy rifle to retard his pace, plunged into the bush and grass after the lions, but the grass was so thick and dry that I soon overran the almost invisible tracks, and though we made several tries back on to the red soil, we eventually lost them, and I returned to camp disgusted with the afternoon’s entertainment. On the next night we all awoke at the same time, while the moon was still low, having been roused by the disturbance of the pool; and we made so much noise in throwing off our blankets and getting ready, that a rhinoceros, which had come down to the pool, heard us and made off. I fired the four-bore, and my bullet caught it in the shoulder, sending it galloping up the bank, snorting as before. The beast waited, listening close behind my hiding-place for nearly ten minutes ; then all sounds ceased, and I thought it must be dead. It had, however, slipped quietly away ; so there was nothing to be done, and we went to sleep. When we woke again the moon was well up, it being about two o’clock in the morning. Géli_ had awakened me, having seen something pass among the bushes on our bank of the river, between my hiding-place and the camp. The moon was throwing a fine light on the limestone slabs which composed the floor of the river-bed, and as we gazed in the direction in which Géli pointed, rubbing our eyes, we saw 182 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHap. against the white background three large animals walk out from the bushes into the open near the pool; one glance told us that they were full-grown lionesses. They walked quietly across till they reached the place where the rhinoceros had been standing when first hit; and then stood together snuffing at the blood, which we found next day in quantities on the rocks. I could count their twelve short and stout legs showing in silhouette against the white floor of the river-bed, as they stood motionless, heads bent over the fresh blood, appearing to consult together. I reserved my fire, as I knew they had come to drink, and would give me a better chance, nearer to my shelter, later on. The lionesses then walked slowly across the river-bed in single file, up a path which ascended the opposite bank, and then disappeared. But they had not really gone, for from time to time during the next half-hour I could see their round heads raised in silhouette against the sky-line, above the black outline of the bank ; they too were watching the pool for game! I must have dozed off to sleep again, for the moon had swung over a good deal towards the western horizon, when I noticed Gcli squatting in a listening attitude, and heard a steady lapping as of an animal drinking. Géli whispered, “Now, be ready, Sahib!” and slowly raising my head above my screen, pushing the muzzle of my Express forward at the same time, I saw over the barrels the body of a lioness extended, hind- quarters flattened against the rock, shoulders high and head down towards me, lapping the water on the farther side of the pool. I did not wait long, but glancing between her upraised shoulders and lowering the muzzle till the white paper on the rib between the barrels had disappeared, I pulled the trigger. My bower was full of smoke, and I ducked under the screen as the report of the rifle was instantly followed by a roar and a splash, and jumping to our feet we just saw the lioness, after having sprung into the centre of the pool to get at us, in the act of raising her dripping body out of the water. No doubt the cold douche had damped her enthusiasm, and she had turned back. Before I could take a sight down the barrels she rushed off across the river-bed, pulling up in the sombre belt of bush on the farther side to roll about and growl. There was nothing more to be done, and though my Somalis hinted that she might be hunted by moonlight, I, mindful of our Gebili leopard, preferred to wait till morning VII JOURNEY TO WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER 183 before following a wounded lioness into those dark evergreen bushes. I woke’ up again at sunrise, and without going to camp or tasting food, at once took up the tracks of the lioness. Her line of retreat was sprinkled with blood. We drew the bushes under the opposite bank very carefully, and then began to ascend the bank by the path, the wind being with us, blowing towards the south. Before we had reached the top we heard several loud roars a few hundred yards beyond, and as we appeared on the higher level the roars were redoubled, issuing from low, gray, leafless mimdsa bush. We followed, keeping to the tracks, and at last saw, eighty yards away, the head of the lioness, held vertically, regarding us intently from the partial conceal- ment of a tuft of grass on the farther side of a glade. She seemed to be on the eve of charging, the black point of her tail twitching nervously behind her head, which bore a nasty expression. I fired, but missed the small mark. There were now eight of us, some of my men who had come to take away the blankets and other things from the bower having joined us. We stood in an irregular line, fully expecting a charge, and I fired another standing shot at the wicked-looking head, my bullet going harmlessly through the grass. Looking under the smoke quickly, I saw her still in the same place, but she was in a greater rage than ever, and kept up a steady low growling. This was my first experience of one of these animals after having been so badly mauled by one, and the situation was becoming highly exciting. I now sat down, and resting both elbows on my knees, took a careful shot. Her head dropped, showing I had killed her, and we walked up to where she lay. My first bullet, fired at her while drinking at the water, had struck her in the left forearm and shattered it, accounting for her not having charged; and my last had touched her left cheek, and then entering perpendicularly, had expanded and carried away half the brain-pan. She was a fine lioness, the skin being in splendid condition. I told Géli and Hassan to stay and skin her, as I had to follow up the rhinoceros wounded in the early part of the night. But they begged to be allowed to go with me, so I left two camelmen to do the skinning of the lioness. Going to camp and hastily swallowing some coffee, we re- turned to the scene of last night’s adventure, and found the tracks of the rhinoceros plentifully sprinkled with blood, One 184 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. of the legs appeared to be injured at the shoulder, as the trail where the foot had been dragged along the ground was plainly visible. At nine o’clock we entered dense mimdésa bushes, of a peculiarly thorny kind, called d7/lecl, and under one of these saw the rhinoceros, a large cow. She saw us first, however, and charged, getting a pair of four-bore bullets in the chest at rather long range as she came on. Hassan handed me my eight-bore, and I carefully aimed at her shoulder as she picked herself up and came on ayain; but there was nothing in the rifle, and I had to bolt to the right, leaving her to select a victim from among my men, who, more active than I, were dancing about the bush yelling out directions to me to fire! When I had got in a couple of cartridges I fired at her right and left; and the second shot, striking obliquely through her shoulders from the front, brought her to the ground, and she died, still retaining the kneeling position after life had left her. Going up, I found that last night’s ball from the four-bore had injured her shoulder. She had gone several miles, had taken three four-bore and two eight-bore bullets, and had died game, having chosen the worst kind of bush she could pick out for the final scene. I photo- graphed her as she lay kneeling, leafless thorny mimésas spreading their branches all round her, in the strong, defensive position she had chosen as her last retreat, the sun casting a shadow in every wrinkle of her thick hide. Returning to camp, I laid the rhino and lioness heads side by side and photographed them, making a curious and unique picture to remind me of a good morning’s sport before breakfast. While arranging the bower at mid-day for our last and fifth vigil, a large spotted hyena came to drink ; and not wishing to disturb lions by firing a rifle, I ran after him, followed by my Somalis. We had no weapons but unloaded Sniders, and my knife and pistol. Running hard to cut him off, I was ahead of the men as he gained the slope of the river-bank, and fired both barrels of my pistol, missing him with one barrel but knocking him over with the second, He picked himself up and disappeared over the top of the bank, taking the path the wounded lioness had followed in the morning ; we, however, gained on him, as he was crippled by my bullet, and he hid under a low mimésa. The men came up in front, and one of them shoved the butt of a Snider into his face, under the low-spreading branches. He seized hold of this and chewed at it vigorously, while I was able VII JOURNEY TO WEBBE SHABELEIT RIVER 185 to get round unobserved in his rear, and creeping behind the stems of the bush, to drive my knife mercifully ito his ribs. At about three o’clock on the afternoon of this day, 20th March, my camp being still at Kuredelli, a large force, consisting of two or three hundred men, mostly naked, and all armed with shield and spear, or bow and quiver, issued from the bush north of camp and came running past, going due south. As they passed the camp they scarcely answered our hurried questions, but my men gathered that they were Abbasgul Somalis belonging to some karias a few miles to the north, and that their cattle had just been raided by the Habr Awal and driven south through the bush of the Haud. My men laughed at them for going naked, but they said they had no time to bother about their tobes ; they had come light for running, and only wanted their cattle back. Party after party passed us, and men singly and in couples, all in the same state of nakedness and excitement. I sat up, as on the four previous nights, in my favourite bower, and at about 1 a.m. these people returned with a large mob of cattle which they had recovered and were bringing home. They were talking excitedly as they approached the pool. We heard one man ask, ‘“‘ Where were you wounded?” and another answer, ‘‘Oh, in the leg, but it isn’t bad.” The cattle were driven past with clouds of dust and a clamour of excited voices, and then they all disappeared in the distance, and I heard my sentry challenge them as they drew up at my camp half a mile away, and after another half-hour of chatter they gradually settled down to rest. I had never met this clan of the Abbasgtl before. The men flocked to camp next day from their karias in great numbers, and seeing the trophies of the lioness and rhinoceros lying on the grass outside my tent door, they said, ‘‘The Abyssinians can’t do that; their guns are small, and are only good for killing women and children and old men with: you English are our friends, and all the Ogadén tribes look to you, our masters, for protection against Abyssinia.” On 3lst March we made two marches to Girbi, seventeen miles eastward along the Jerer Valley, and the next day we made a short march in a heavy storm of rain, the burst of the south-west monsoon; and the red clay became so sticky that we were obliged to halt in the thick bush. When things were a little dry again, I went out towards sunset into the level thorn-forest to look for beisa. We had gone about a mile from camp when we saw a large bull rhinoceros trotting along under 186 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA cnar. the trees a quarter of a mile away, having evidently winded us. We ran at an angle to cut him off, but he changed his pace to a heavy gallop, crashing through the thick parts of the jungle as if they had been clumps of grass. We followed in his wake, but failed to get within shot, for a rhinoceros should not be fired at from a greater distance than about eighty yards; and so we settled steadily down to his tracks, hoping to catch him up before nightfall. He retreated into thick bush, and as he was going with the wind he twice winded us, and made off when we were close up, but the jungle being thick we could not see him. At last, night coming on, we left him and re- turned to camp after dark, tired and disappointed. Next day, the 2nd April, we marched again. As we advanced down the Jerer Valley by rapid stages we passed suddenly from country dried up by continued drought into a world of green . grass and jungle, with an overcast sky, the effect of the south- west monsoon over the lower Jerer Valley some ten days before. Nothing can be more pleasant in Somaliland than this sudden change: the camels march better owing to fresh fodder; the air is rendered cool, allowing one to travel during any hour of the day ; and the thorn-trees give out a strong perfume. At 5.30 p.m. on 3rd April we camped in the bush, without. water, at Manjo-adéyu. Before camping I fired at a buck Waller's gazelle, wounding it badly, but it did not drop at once, and we had to follow it up. I was rather fagged, hav- ing done a long march on foot owing to my camel being lame ; and sending on ahead my Midgan hunter, Hassan, I followed the tracks with Géli at a leisurely pace. We at last came to the buck, lying dead, and Hassan standing over it. He reported that he had just seen the buck pulled down before his eyes by a panther, which had caught sight of him after springing, and cantered away through the forest. Sending the three camels and mule out of sight into some thick bush to the south, and ordering a camelman to overtake the caravan and have the camp pitched, I sat with Géli and Hassan by the stem of a tree on a bare patch of ground some fifteen yards from the body of the buck, the sun shining hori- zontally from behind our backs. We waited for half an hour, then Géli pointed to the north- east, and the panther came gliding silently through the under- brush, straight for the body of the buck. While he was yet one hundred and fifty yards off I saw his beautifully spotted VII JOURNEY TO WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER 187 skin and head, and marking his course chose a bush eighty yards away, aligning the sight so as to be ready to fire when he should come out into the open beyond on our side. I held the ivory foresight over this spot, and as he passed the bush and his head and shoulders appeared, I pulled, a satisfactory thud answering the ring of the rifle; and in the stillness follow- ing the shot I saw a tail violently agitated above the grass. Slipping in a fresh cartridge, I walked up and found the panther dead, shot through the neck. I laid his body by the side of that of the wadller?, and photo- graphed the pair, cutting down some thorn-trees, whose branches threw long shadows over the picture; then calling for the camels and loading up the bodies, we followed the tracks of the caravan, and found camp pitched two miles from the scene of this incident. We made two marches to Haljid, where, hearing by night the croaking of thousands of frogs, we discovered a considerable body of water, in the form of a pool half a mile long, occupying the river channel in the centre of the Jerer Valley. There were plenty of rhino, beisa, and lesser koodoo tracks here. I remained halted all day on 5th April, shooting three beisa out of a herd; and on the evening of the 6th we marched to Tuli. We lost our way while hunting at some distance from the caravan, and only found the new camp at midnight after signal shots had been fired. I remained in this neighbourhood for four days to hunt, as rhinoceroses were numerous, coming to drink at night at the pools in the centre of the valley, and going away great distances in every direction to hide in the thick mimédsa forests by day. The best way to find them is to visit the pools in the early morning, and follow any tracks of the night before. In this way, after four or five hours’ tracking, one is likely to come upon them feeding, or, if after eleven o'clock, lying under a shady bush asleep. On 7th April my men found a dozen young ostriches in the thick jungle near Tuli Hill. They were pretty little birds with soft yellow and black down for plumage, and beady black eyes, and stood a foot high, on sturdy yellow legs. I did all I could te get the parent cock bird: first, by following behind a camel, and then by sitting till mid-day in ambush near the nest; but all attempts were unavailing. We had these young birds for ten days or more in our camp, carrying them, when marching, in hutches made of empty beer-boxes, on camel-back ; and they became very tame, but eventually, one by one, all died. 188 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. On the 8th April I rose before dawn with Géli, Hassan, my camelman Abokr, my sais Daura, and a guide. We took one camel with us, and holding due west we entered the thick mimdsa forest called Gol Wiyileh, or the “Valley of Rhino- ceroses.” After going four miles, when we had gained the centre of the valley, in dense bush, we came to fresh tracks of three of these animals, which had passed late in the night, making for the south-west from the pools of the Jerer Valley. They led us through many miles of thick bush, but the tracking was easy owing to there being three together ; and at one o’clock in the afternoon, after having left camp for seven hours, we came on thei standing in the dense shade of a thick clump of umbrella mimdésas. There was a full-grown bull, accompanied by a large cow and a bull calf, the big bull having a fine front horn. I at once sank to a sitting position, holding my eight-bore, while Hassan laid down the heavy four-bore on the grass beside me to be used in case of a charge. The big bull was eighty yards away ; I fired for his ear, and he dropped dead, remaining in a sitting posture and looking as if carved in stone. I fired the other barrel at one of the others, which turned out to be the large calf, and the game made off. We decided not to follow at once, but to give them time to get over their fright, as they had never actually seen us. So I took a careful photograph of the big bull, and after taking off the head and some shields, I sent Daura back to Tuli on Ras Makunan’s mule, telling him to bring the camp to a deserted zeriba we had noticed while tracking, not far from where the bull lay. Leaving Abokr, the guide, and a camel by the body, I took my two bunters, Géli and Hassan, and followed the track of the remaining rhinoceroses, which was plentifully sprinkled with blood. I came upon them in thick cover, standing forty yards away, heads towards us ; and at once sitting down with the rifle I was carrying, which happened to be the heavy four-bore, I fired at the nearest head through a maze of interlaced branches. The four-bore pushed me over on my back, and the rhinos charged us at once with a volley of puffing sounds, crashing through the jungle at full gallop. As I rose to my feet the young bull passed me, and took after the two men; the big cow followed, passing at a distance of only ten yards, and I threw the rifle to my shoulder and knocked her over, making her turn a somersault with her four legs fighting the air! Giving a hurried look at her, and seeing her lying still, I rushed on after VII JOURNEY TO WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER 189 the other ; but although he had been twice hit I lost him, after another half-mile, in some high durr grass. Returning to the big cow, I found her still unconscious, but gently breathing, lying on her side, and finished her with a shot through the head. The young bull, I think, must have eventually recovered, as the two wounds in the head, having missed the brain, would not have injured him mortally. Leaving the men to prepare the heads and shields for conveyance to camp, I walked to the deserted zeriba and found the camp pitched inside, and dinner ready ; two hours later, at sunset, the trophies came in, Daura chanting a hunting song. We spent the morning of the 9th preparing the trophies, and in the evening marched back to Tuli. I shot beisa with good horns, and a wallert buck, and next day we made another march of ten miles. We reached the grazing grounds of the Sheikh Ash Ogadén, a friendly set of people, whom I had met before. The men, who were with the camels grazing in the outer pastures, ran away on first seeing us, mistaking my men, who carried Snider rifles, for Abyssinian raiders. But soon they rushed back, shouting and crowding round my riding camel, and raising scores of hands for me to shake. Getting into the thick of the tribe later on, we camped among their karias, beside a tall red ant-hill; and while camp was being pitched, wishing to draw off the crowds of people from worrying my men at their work, I withdrew to a distance of a couple of hundred yards and, under the shade of an Adad thorn-tree, exhibited coloured prints from the Graphic Christmas numbers, and a book representing the different varieties of British soldier. The men, women, and children pressed round me in a dense mass, remarking, “ You are not like the Amhara ; we are not afraid of you; you don’t mean any harm.” They were particularly delighted with some old Zoological Society’s Proceedings which contained coloured illustrations of a Waller’s gazelle and a Somali wild ass; and they said, “ Now we have seen that the English can do everything” ! I had a serious difficulty here. One of the Bulhdr men, having quarrelled with Adan Yusuf, my caravan leader, decided to leave me; and as is the custom, seven more coast men, drawn from the same tribe, although bearing no malice, joined their fellow-tribesman as a matter of principle. I called for volunteers from the Sheikh Ash tribe; and about twenty at 190 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. once offering themselves, my own followers, seeing I was in- dependent, returned to obedience. I dismissed the two ring- leaders with ten days’ rations and their back pay, and wished them a safe return to Berbera. I gave several Korans and prayer-chaplets to the mullahs here, and they were received with real pleasure. The mullahs are the traveller’s best friends in Ogddén ; they are intelligent, have great social influence, and are particularly useful in giving introductions, passing a traveller on from tribe to tribe. The more intelligent among them can write in Arabic. From these mullahs I heard that at Durhi, in the Malingur tribe, on one of the roads to Imé on the Webbe, I was certain to come upon Grévy’s zebra, so determined to go there. On the 13th I broke up my camp at Yoghon among the Sheikh Ash karias, and marched along the bed of a torrent, deep cut in the red earth, to a pool called Garba-aleh. Before striking camp at earliest dawn, just as Suleiman the cook, whom I always told the sentry to awaken before the bulk of my followers, was beginning to prepare my coffee, a leopard jumped into the middle of the camp to seize my best milch goat, which was reclining under the lee of a pile of camel-mats ; but Makunan’s mule, by braying at the brute, aroused the camp. The Somalis rushed unarmed at the leopard, while I dived quietly under my bed and drew out my coat, which had cartridges in the pockets, and a rifle; but of course by the time all was ready the leopard had gone! ‘Approaching the water at Garba-aleh I saw three hyzenas waking off through the thorn-forest; and I sent a Martini- Henry bullet through one of them, by which I hoped to secure his eventual death, and so save some Malingur sheep. I met an old man called Mader Adan, the first Malingur I had seen, and he greeted me cheerily, and told me to expect lions and rhinoceroses in plenty at Eil-ki-Gabro, a march or two ahead. He said his own karia had been driven from the district by the former. The Garba-aleh pool, about twenty yards in diameter, in the bed of a deeply cut sand-river, looked promising for lying in ambush, so I constructed a shelter on the principle of that which had been so successful at Kuredelli, the back of the bower being an overhanging wall of earth fifteen feet high. As it had been a hot day even for the Aali/ season, and likely to bring game early to water, I occupied my ambush at about five o'clock, and we sat quiet. VII JOURNEY TO WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER 191 While it was yet light a large spotted hyena came warily up to the water, looking round to right and left, and starting nervously at every sound, and I shot him through the brain as he drank, his body dropping into the water. At dusk a beauti- ful male leopard walked down to the pool, and I fired, hitting him through the lungs; he stumbled away and fell in a ravine a few yards on the farther side of the pool. Fearing hyenas would come and spoil the skin, we got a lantern and went to look for him, and walking up cautiously to the ravine we found A HERD OF BEISA. him lying dead. With my whistle I called up three men,fand bearing the leopard to camp, we skinned him by the‘camp fire. I then returned to the pool and missed a hyena, and finding it was too dark to shoot, and that mosquitoes, which breed in these stagnant pools, were rather bad round our bower, making it impossible to keep still, I went to camp and turned in for the night. On 14th April we marched to Eil-ki-Gabro, and found lion and rhino tracks at the water. Making another shelter I sat up on the chance of a shot, but saw nothing. Disappointed here, the next day we went to Nano, a small valley in the mountains, where we found plenty of game, the kinds seen being koodoo, lesser koodoo, beisa oryx, Scemmerring’s and Waller’s 192 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSS/NIA CHAP. gazelles, and a rhinoceros. I had a long hunt after the last, as the men were pitching camp, but going hard for two or three miles over very broken thorny country he fairly beat us, and we gave him up and returned to camp, knocked up by the hot sun. We made an evening march to a river-bed, choked with dense evergreen jungle and some high trees hung with rope-like creepers, and our guide, going into the thickest of this to look for water, started a cow rhinoceros and calf. He came running back to us shouting, “ Wiyil / Weyl /” (Rhinoceros), while the mother and her young one galloped out on the farther side of the jungle with a crash, and took away over the low stony hills. By the time I could get possession of my big rifle and run after them, they were seen quite a thousand yards away disappearing round the shoulder of a rocky, thorn-covered hill, and running up to this spot a few minutes later I was unable to sight them again, and the ground being unsuitable for tracking we lost them. We made three more marches to Durhi; and I came upon the tracks of a herd of zebras an hour before pitching camp there on the 17th. Here we found several karias of the Malingir Ogddén. The first people we saw were a group standing round an open grave; and on inquiring we found they were burying the body of a young woman who had been torn out of a hut from among several of her sleeping friends on the night before by a man-eating lion. These people had never seen one of my countrymen before, but on hearing I was Jngrés (English) they ran at me, calling out that I must shoot the lion and drive away the Amhara. I was led some miles into the bush to the west, where I found a party of the Malingtr following the lion, armed with their spears; but the tracks led on to very stony and thorny hills, and my guides being either unable or unwilling to keep them, we gave it up and I returned to camp, which had been pitched between two large karias. We had a severe thunderstorm at night ; a lion walked round my tent during the storm, as we saw next morning by his tracks in the mud only five yards away from the head of my bed. On the following day I went out and shot two Grévy’s zebras, the meat of which my men finished. We also saw tracks of another lion. Next day I shot another zebra, the flesh of which I gave to the Malingtr. I tied up a camel at night, intending to sit out for a lion, but vil JOURNEY TO WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER 193 owing to the rain I had to abandon the idea; and when we went to the camel at midnight, we found it had been killed by hyzenas, an enormous number of which haunted the outskirts of the karias. While I was encamped at Durhi the Malingtr told me that their chief, Umr Ugaz, had gone to Harar to make a compact with Ras Makunan, agreeing to pay regular tribute and acknowledge his sovereignty. The Malingur, although demon- strative in their first welcome to me, afterwards became reserved, because they feared that civility to Europeans might get them into trouble with the Abyssinians. They are in the line of Abyssinian invasion eastward along the Fafan Valley, and have been utterly cowed. On the 20th we travelled two marches to Las Damel, and thence to Garabad. On reaching this place at noon, I found a large herd of beisa oryx feeding on either side of the caravan route, and shot three. On the first shot the herd, instead of running away, charged round the wounded one as they do when hunted with dogs; and reloading, by a quick right and left, I was able to bag a second and third. The valley of Daghatto, on the Galla border, said to be swarming with elephants, was now only ten miles on the west of us. So halting at Garabad, I sent Géli and two Malingur guides, who had joined us, into the Daghatto Valley to see what they could find; they returned at night showing pieces of freshly-chewed aloe, and reporting that they had seen an elephant. We marched into the Daghatto Valley next morning, passing between low, flat-topped hills, and camped in thick umbrella mimdsas, forming a strong zeriba with felled trees, as our guides reported the country dangerous. The jungle descended gradually to the Daghatto stream, which was a mile to the west of us, its course being north and south. It has its source in the Harar highlands, and flows towards the Webbe. Directly the camp had been pitched I organised a small hunting caravan, consisting of the three fast camels, the mule, and six men, with food for two days. We set off at once, and soon reached the Daghatto stream. We found it a beautiful little river, overshadowed by large and wild forest, with hanging masses of creeper, there being a carpet of rich grass. Footprints of elephants of different dates were everywhere visible in the earth, and stems of trees were broken, or the trees uprooted and 0 194 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. overturned by the herds, as they had fed along parallel to the course of the stream. Some of the tracks in the soft mud close to the stream were holes two feet deep. There was a deep and rapid current, which prevented our crossing with the camels, but we held along the eastern bank, going up-stream, towards the north. We found evidences of a large bull elephant having bathed and fed the night before, and taking up his tracks for two or three miles, the footprints which we had been following were joined by those of several others, and soon the whole country seemed to be covered with traces of elephants, trees being denuded of the branches or overturned at various dates. I sent Hassan Midgan and a Malingur guide along the river- bank to reconnoitre, and ordered them to work round and join us, when the height of the sun should indicate noon, at a little hill visible above the sea of forest two or three miles on ahead. Mounting the mule I made straight for this landmark with Géli and Daura, directing Abokr and a camelman to bring on the three camels slowly behind us. Reaching the hillock I cautiously climbed to the top, and began examining the expanse of flat green tree-tops, to try and discover the game. Daura began dancing about and snapping his fingers with pleasure, and pointed to some reddish-brown spots among the topmost branches of a thorn-tree half a mile away; looking long and carefully, I saw one of the red patches move just once, backward and forward. We knew then that what we saw were elephants’ ears. While we were still looking we heard the scream of an elephant, and the patches of red were raised above the foliage as the owners moved together through the jungle, pressing on one another, their course marked by the great swinging ears. Soon they stopped, and stood crowded together to listen, and we knew that they had seen or winded the two men I had sent round to the left. : This was awkward, but I ran hard for the line I thought they would take when they should resume their retreat; and getting into a thick patch of jungle, with Géli in attendance, I waited, hiding my body behind the stem of a tree, the wind blowing in our faces from where the elephants had last been seen. On they came, passing us at a great pace; and letting them go by, I fired at the ear of the largest, thirty yards away, a loud crack answering the report of the four-bore. They only screamed and redoubled their pace, and I ran on in their wake, half smothered in the cloud of dust they had raised. VII JOURNEY TO WEBBE SHABELEH RIVER 195 The jungle was one of the billecl, the worst kind of thorn bush, and they soon left me far behind. I ran back to the hill to get a bird’s-eye view of their line of retreat, as shown by the clouds of dust rising above the jungle, and hoped they would stop; but they made off up the Daghatto Valley in a straight line, evidently bent on leaving the country. While I was watching their course, a Malingtir came and said that Abokr had climbed a tree which he pointed out to us half a mile to the east, and had seen elephants. I shouldered the four-bore, and followed by Géli and Daura leading the mule, went to the tree, and found Abokr among its branches. He extended his arm and pointed out the elephants, which were a fresh lot altogether. All the elephants in Daghatto seemed to have been rolling in reddish-brown clay, which, contrasted with the vivid green background of the trees under strong sunlight, made them look a brick-red colour. The jungle in which they had taken refuge was a small grove of large trees growing together, and for about two hundred yards in front was very thorny khansa bush, the flat umbrella-tops nearly meeting at a height of about four feet from the ground. There was no cover higher than this except the clump of trees where the elephants were, and a few small, flimsy adad bushes rising above the khansa undergrowth. The elephants themselves, half hidden in the foliage of the large trees on which they had been feeding, had a good view all around from the citadel they had chosen, making it difficult to approach unobserved. The passages underneath the shansa bushes were too tortuous and thorny to be of any use. A belt of high jungle on our left grew to within a hundred yards of the herd, and at the same distance beyond them was an extensive forest, the wind blowing over the elephants’ heads in our faces. By taking advantage of the belt of forest on our side, I managed to get within a hundred yards; and then crawling out into the shansa undergrowth for twenty yards, I sat on a low ant-hill which rose above it, resting my elbows on my knees, and remained motionless for some time with the rifle up, waiting for a chance. The eyes and temple of the largest elephant could be seen in a gap of the foliage, and taking’ a careful aim at the centre of the temple I fired, and bolted back through the khansa to the edge of the high trees, to receive them there if they should charge. They made off, however, up wind, all except one, a large bull with moderate tusks, which we found kneeling, 196 THROUGH SOMALILAND AND ABYSSINIA CHAP. stone dead, under the trees, a crimson stream flowing from a hole through the temple where I had aimed. Going after the others, I found they were three cows and a calf, so 1 gave up the chase and returned to the hillock to look round.