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Title: A sporting trip through Abyssinia : a narrative of a nine months' journey from the plains of the Hawash to the snows of Simien, with a description of the game, from elephant to ibex, and notes on the manners and customs of the natives
Year: 1902 (1900s)
Authors: Powell-Cotton, P. H. G. (Percy Horace Gordon), 1866-1940
Subjects: Hunting -- Ethiopia
Publisher: London : Rowland Ward
Contributing Library: University of Connecticut Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Connecticut Libraries

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hot — Success—Asplendid trophy—A native meal—Ibex haunts. The night before eight mules had strayed, and it waslate in the morning before six of them were recovered,when, without waiting for the remaining two, I climbedto the path above and continued my journey in a south-east direction. Away to the S.S.W. rose a pinnacleof rock strangely like Westminster clock tower. In anhour I reached the side of the wide and fertile valley ofBalaguz, with many villages, surrounded by cultivatedland, dotted about ; across the valley, to the south-east,towered a steep and barren hill, crowned by Inchatkab,the capital of the province. In descending the hill-side, wepassed some giant cactus trees and soon after encountereda flight of locusts ; at first there was only about one toevery blade of grass, but soon the ground was deeplycovered with them, and the whole sky darkened by theirswarms. We crossed the stream and turned to our leftup the course of a tributary—the Serracum ; then struck 352
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2 A CHAP. XXXI THE GOVERNOR ARRIVES 355 up-hill, past a pretty little village surrounded by greencrops with its church nestling in a fine clump of trees.The path was bad and very steep, the lower part ex-tremely hot, as it wound about the face of the hill ; whenat length I reached the top, at 3.30, instead of being ona ridge, which it looked like from beneath, we foundourselves on the edge of a great plateau. Fortunately,the usual rain held off for another hour, and we wereable to get camp pitched and everything arranged beforeit commenced. No one having come from the Balam-baras, I sent to ask when I could see him ; the answerwas brought by a headman, who arrived with a sheep,bread, beer, and a message to the following effect: Myarrival had not been expected so soon, or I should havebeen met on the way, that I must be very tired after mylong march, and that the chief would visit me on themorrow, when I was rested. We pitched camp on a level stretch of grass to thesouth of the town, w

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