the world, only the lower order of Hindus can wrest that distinction from them. . . . Many of the passengers who came on board at German East Africa ports, are half sick, and say they have had enough of the African climate. I hear no praise of rural Africa from those who have lived there; there are prosperous and healthy people around Capetown and Durban, and in the Transvaal and Orange Free State, but the interior of the country is grievously afflicted with dry weather and serious physical pests.
Friday, April 18.—We have not been in sight of
land for several days, but the sea remains calm, and
the weather cool; nothing going on except the band
concert at 10:30 A. M., and the orchestra concert at
9 P. M. After the last-named event, we walk around
awhile, and then go to bed. . . . There are two
amateurs on board who are returning from a hunting
trip, and on the aft deck they have a number of trophies.
A majority of the male passengers live in Africa, and
have hunted a great deal, so the two amateurs do not
attract much attention. Leopards are the great pest
of the country, as they are very numerous. One man
told me this morning that only a few weeks ago, a
leopard killed a negro boy in his hunting camp. No
hunting story is more than half true, so I do not pay
much attention to them. A hunter offered me a pair
of buffalo horns today, but I refused the offer; they
were not worth the trouble of carrying them home. . . .
Captain Ulrich, of the "Burgermeister," does
