A TEDIOUS MARCH. 59 day I ouglit to have arrived at Eas-el-Fil, but I fell sis miles short of it. The road was very broken, up hill and down dale, rough and stony, and through forest and thick grass jungle. The fallen trees and tangled undergrowth caused great fatigue, and the road was much cut up in many places by elephant and buffalo-holes, into one of which I fell, spraining my leg badly. About 2 p.m. a heavy storm came on, giving us a miserable wetting ; but after marching some distance in torrents of rain, we came to some oood huts, where we soon dried our clothes. The rain continued most of the night, and made the next day's march even worse than the first. We passed over Eas-el-Fil, a mound of earth with a few large boulders, and camped near Khorel-Suligat. From there to Khor-el-Hamir the road is not quite so bad. At Khor-el-Hamir I very narrowly escaped an accident.

On the other side of the stream, there was apparently a broad sandy beach. After being carried across, I was proceeding to walk on, when I was seized and pulled back, and the ground in front of me examined by tapping it with a stick. I saw that I was just saved from walking into an elephant trap, an unpleasant pitfall in these parts, for they are wedge-shaped, and at the bottom covered with sharp wooden spikes. Even if the animal should succeed in getting out of the trap, it falls an easy prey to the hunter, as an elephant, if wounded in