night, however, we were awakened by a
tremendous rending crash of
breaking bushes, followed by an instant's silence and then the
outbreak of a babel of voices. Then we heard a prolonged
sw-i-sh-sh-sh, exactly like the launching of a big boat. A hippo
had blundered out the wrong side the river, and fairly into our
camp.
In rivers such as the Tana these great beasts are most
extraordinarily
abundant. Directly in front of our camp, for
example, were three separate herds which contained respectively
about sixty, forty, and twenty-five head. Within two miles below
camp were three other big pools each with its population; while a
walk of a mile above showed about as many more. This sort of
thing obtained for practically the whole length of the
river-hundreds of miles. Furthermore, every little tributary
stream, no matter how small, provided it can
muster a pool or so
deep enough to
submerge so large an animal, has its faithful
band. I have known of a hippo quite happily occupying a ditch
pool ten feet wide and fifteen feet long. There was
literally not
room enough for the beast to turn around; he had to go in at one
end and out at the other! Each lake, too, is alive with them; and
both lakes and rivers are many.
Nobody disturbs hippos, save for trophies and an occasional
supply of meat for the men or of cooking fat for the kitchen.
Therefore they wax fat and sassy, and will long continue to
flourish in the land.
It takes time to kill a hippo, provided one is wanted. The mark
is small, and generally it is impossible to tell whether or not
the
bullet has reached the brain. Harmed or whole the beast sinks
anyway. Some hours later the distention of the
stomach will float
the body. Therefore the only
decent way to do is to take the
shot, and then wait a half day to see whether or not you have
missed. There are always plenty of
volunteers in camp to watch
the pool, for the boys are extravagantly fond of hippo meat. Then
it is necessary to
manoeuvre a rope on the
carcass, often a
matter of great difficulty, for the other hippos
bellow and snort
and try to live up to the
circus posters of the Blood-sweating
Behemoth of Holy Writ, and the crocodiles like dark meat very
much. Usually one offers
especialreward to
volunteers, and
shoots into the water to
frighten the beasts. The
volunteerdashes rapidly across the shallows, makes a swift
plunge, and
clambers out on the floating body as onto a raft.
Then he makes fast the rope, and everybody tails on and tows the
whole
outfitashore. On one occasion the
volunteer produced a
fish line and
actually caught a small fish from the floating
carcass! This sounds like a good one; but I saw it with my own
two eyes.
It was at the hippo pool camp that we first became acquainted
with Funny Face.
Funny Face was the smallest, furriest little
monkey you ever saw.
I never cared for
monkeys before; but this one was
altogetherengaging. He had thick soft fur almost like that on a Persian
cat, and a tiny human black face, and hands that emerged from a
ruff; and he was about as big as
old-fashioned dolls used to be
before they began to try to
imitate real babies with them. That
is to say, he was that big when we said
farewell to him. When we
first knew him, had he stood in a half pint
measure he could just
have seen over the rim. We caught him in a little thorn ravine
all by himself, a fact that perhaps indicates that his mother had
been killed, or perhaps that he, like a good little Funny Face,
was merely staying where he was told while she was away. At any
rate he fought
savagely, according to his small powers. We took
him ignominiously by the scruff of the neck, haled him to camp,
and dumped him down on Billy. Billy constructed him a beautiful
belt by sacrificing part of a kodak strap (mine), and tied him to
a chop box filled with dry grass. Thenceforth this became Funny
Face's castle, at home and on the march.
Within a few hours his confidence in life was restored. He
accepted small articles of food from our hands, eyeing us
intently,
retired and examined them. As they all proved
desirable, he rapidly came to the
conclusion that these new large
strange
monkeys, while not so beautiful and agile as his own
people, were
nevertheless a good sort after all. Therefore he
took us into his confidence. By next day he was quite tame, would
submit to being picked up without struggling, and had ceased
trying to take an end off our various fingers. In fact when the
finger was presented, he would seize it in both small black
hands;
convey it to his mouth; give it several mild and gentle
love-chews; and then, clasping it with all four hands, would
draw himself up like a little
athlete and seat himself
upright on
the outspread palm. Thence he would
survey the world, wrinkling
up his tiny brow.
This chastened and scholarly attitude of mind lasted for four or
five days. Then Funny Face concluded that he understood all about
it, had settled
satisfactorily to himself all the problems of the
world and his relations to it, and had arrived at a good working
basis for life. Therefore these questions ceased to occupy him.
He dismissed them from his mind completely, and gave himself over
to light-hearted frivolity.
His
disposition was flighty but full of elusive charm. You
deprecated his lack of serious purpose in life, disapproved
heartily of his irresponsibility, but you fell to his engaging
qualities. He was a
typical example of the lovable
good-for-naught. Nothing retained his attention for two
consecutive minutes. If he seized a nut and started for his chop
box with it, the chances were he would drop it and forget all
about it in the interest excited by a crawling ant or the colour
of a flower. His elfish face was always
alight with the play of
emotions and of flashing changing interests. He was greatly given
to starting off on very important errands, which he forgot before
he arrived.
In this he contrasted
strangely with his friend Darwin. Darwin
was another
monkey of the same
species, caught about a week
later. Darwin's face was sober and pondering, and his methods
direct and
effective. No side excursions into the brilliant
though evanescent fields of fancy diverted him from his ends.
These were, generally, to get the most and best food and the
warmest corner for sleep. When he had acquired a nut, a
kernel of
corn, or a piece of fruit, he sat him down and examined it
thoroughly and conscientiously and then, conscientiously and
thoroughly, he devoured it. No extraneous interest could distract
his attention; not for a moment. That he had sounded the
seriousness of life is proved by the fact that he had observed
and understood the flighty
character of Funny Face. When Funny
Face acquired a titbit, Darwin took up a hump-backed position
near at hand, his bright little eyes fixed on his friend's
activities. Funny Face would
nibble relishingly at his prune for
a moment or so; then an
altogetherastonishingbutterfly would
flitter by just
overhead. Funny Face, lost in
ecstasy would gaze
skyward after the departing
marvel. This was Darwin's
opportunity. In two hops he was at Funny Face's side. With great
deliberation, but most
businesslike directness, Darwin disengaged
Funny Face's unresisting fingers from the prune, seized it, and
retired. Funny Face never knew it; his soul was far away after
the blazoned wonder, and when it returned, it was not to prunes
at all. They were forgotten, and his wandering eye focussed back
to a bright
button in the grass. Thus by
strict attention to
business did Darwin prosper.
Darwin's attitude was always serious, and his expression grave.
When he condescended to romp with Funny Face one could see that
it was not for the mere joy of sport, but for the purposes of
relaxation. If offered a gift he always examined it
seriouslybefore finally accepting it, turning it over and over in his