then tasted the milk; it seemed satisfactory, for she gave it back to the tall Kaffir, and he disappeared, probably to feed his charge.
Thursday, April 24.—I awoke early this morning
because of a strange and unusual sensation. I feared I
might be catching the fever, or plague, but later discovered
I was cold. A chilly head-wind was blowing,
and this in the Red Sea, which rumor says is as hot as
a furnace! The passengers went about wearing overcoats
all day. At 2:30 P. M. we passed out of the
tropics. . . . For two days we have been in that
part of the Red Sea which is two hundred miles
wide, and have not seen many ships; but tonight we
were in a narrow part, and four ships were in sight
at one time. All of them were small; there are
many ships in the east, but no very big ones. If one
of the big ships of the Atlantic should appear at Bombay
or Colombo, people would travel hundreds of miles
to see it. . . . The general impression in America
is that an English lord is an effeminate little man who
only knows enough to carry an eyeglass in one eye.
As a matter of fact, some of them seem to be quite
useful and manly. Lord Delamere is one of the conspicuous
figures in the development of British East
Africa, and has done much for that country. In addition,
he is the world's greatest lion-hunter. Up to
1911, he had killed seventy lions, single-handed. Of
the first forty-nine he shot, not one escaped. No other
lion-hunter has a record half as good as Lord Delamere.
