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30 or months to cut our way through - so nothing for it but to retrace our steps tomorrow & train to Njoro. It only wanted this to bring our bad luck to a head. 2 more precious days gone out of 8, perhaps more. Just by our camp was the remains of a burnt tent & some bones where a white man had come out to try & get a Bongo 10 months ago with 6 porters. The Nandi had come down & murdered him & 5 porters & burnt them in the tent, but the 6th porter escaping had brought the news & the Nandi had been properly "pegad". L has quite recovered but looks pulled down. [[underlined]] Dec 7 [[/underlined]] Marched back the way we had come and arrived quietly at Molo station about 11:30 am. Spent the day there & caught a train about 5:50. Trained ^[[insertion]] to [[/insertion]] Njoro where we arrived soon after 7 pm. Met young Kermet Roosevelt there who had just come in to catch the train. He had been out to Cole's Farm & shot [[underlined]] 2 [[/underlined]] Bongo. Wonderful luck. A very nice boy, hard as nails & keen as anything, no side at all. He had got 48 different mamals in 8 months & was then on his way to Mombasa to get a sable in the Shimba hills.