His remains were found next
morning about a quarter of a mile away in the
bush, and were taken to Nairobi for burial. I
am glad to be able to add that very shortly
afterwards the terrible brute who was responsible
for this awful tragedy was caught in an ingenious
trap constructed by one of the railway staff. He
was kept on view for several days, and then
shot.
CHAPTER XXVI
WORK AT NAIROBI
Although the lion which caused poor Bhoota's
death was the last I managed to shoot in East
Africa, I saw several others afterwards while
travelling up and down the line at different times
on construction work. In particular, I remember
one very curious incident which happened early
on the morning of June 2, when I was travelling
towards Nairobi, accompanied by Dr. McCulloch.
The Doctor was going home on leave in the
course of a few days, and was bemoaning to me
his bad luck in never having shot or even seen a
lion all the time he had been in the country. We
were standing on the engine at the time, facing
each other, he with his back to the north.
"My dear Mac," I said, "it is because you
don't look out for them."
"Rubbish," he retorted; "I do nothing else
when I am out hunting."
"Well," I replied, "are you really very anxious
to shoot one before you go home?"
"I would rather get a lion than anything else
in the world," was the emphatic reply.
