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Scarcely had the anchor been dropped, when, as if by magic, our vessel was surrounded by a fleet of small boats and "dug-outs" manned by crowds of shouting and gesticulating natives. After a short fight between some rival Swahili boatmen for my baggage and person, I found myself being vigorously rowed to the foot of the landing steps by the bahareen (sailors) who had been successful in the encounter. Now, my object in coming out to East Africa at this time was to take up a position to which I had been appointed by the Foreign Office on the construction staff of the Uganda Railway. A
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THE MAN-EATERS OF TSAVO AND Other East African Adventures BY Lieut.-Col. J. H. Patterson, D.S.O.
WITH A FOREWORD BY FREDERICK COURTENEY SELOUS
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS
PREFACEIt is with feelings of the greatest diffidence that I place the following pages before the public; but those of my friends who happen to have heard of my rather unique experiences in the wilds have so often urged me to write an account of my adventures, that after much hesitation I at last determined to do so.
I have no doubt that many of my readers, who have perhaps never been very far away from civilisation, will be inclined to think that some of the incidents are exaggerated. I can only assure them that I have toned down the facts rather than otherwise, and have endeavoured to write a perfectly plain and straightforward account of things as they actually happened.
It must be remembered that at the time these events occurred, the conditions prevailing in British East Africa were very different from what they are to-day. The railway, which has modernised the aspect of the place and brought civilisation in its train, was then only in process of construction, and the country through which it was being built was still in its primitive savage state, as indeed, away from the railway, it still is.
If this simple account of two years’ work and play in the wilds should prove of any interest, or help even in a small way to call attention to the beautiful and valuable country which we possess on the Equator, I shall feel more than compensated for the trouble I have taken in writing it.
I am much indebted to the Hon. Mrs. Cyril Ward, Sir Guilford Molesworth, K.C.I.E., Mr. T.J. Spooner and Mr C. Rawson for their kindness in allowing me to reproduce photographs taken by them. My warmest thanks are also due to that veteran pioneer of Africa, Mr. F.C. Selous, for giving my little book so kindly an introduction to the public as is provided by the “Foreword” which he has been good enough to write.
J.H.P.
August, 1907.
FOREWORD
It was some seven or eight years ago that I first read, in the pages of The Field newspaper, a brief account written by Col. J.H. Patterson, then an engineer engaged on the construction of the Uganda Railway, of the Tsavo man-eating lions.
My own long experience of African hunting told me at once that every word in this thrilling narrative was absolutely true. Nay more: I knew that the author had told his story in a most modest manner, laying but little stress on the dangers he had run when sitting up at nights to try and compass the death of the terrible man-eaters, especially on that one occasion when whilst watching from a very light scaffolding, supported only by four rickety poles, he was himself stalked by one of the dread beasts.
Fortunately he did not lose his nerve, and succeeded in shooting the lion, just when it was on the point of springing upon him. But had this lion approached him from behind, I think it would probably have added Col. Patterson to its long list of victims, for in my own experience I have known of three instances of men having been pulled from trees or huts built on platforms at a greater height from the ground than the crazy structure on which Col. Patterson was watching on that night of terrors.
From the time of Herodotus until to-day, lion stories innumerable have been told and written. I have put some on record myself.
But no lion story I have ever heard or read equals in its long-sustained and dramatic interest the story of the Tsavo man-eaters as told by Col. Patterson. A lion story is usually a tale of adventures, often very terrible and pathetic, which occupied but a few hours of one night; but the tale of the Tsavo man-eaters is an epic of terrible tragedies spread out over several months, and only at last brought to an end by the resource and determination of one man.
It was some years after I read the first account published of the Tsavo man-eaters that I made the acquaintance of President Roosevelt.
I told him all I remembered about it, and he was so deeply interested in the story — as he is in all true stories of the nature and characteristics of wild animals — that he begged me to send him the short printed account as published in The Field. This I did; and it was only in the last letter I received from him that, referring to this story, President Roosevelt wrote: “I think that the incident of the Uganda man-eating lions, described in those two articles you sent me, is the most remarkable account of which we have any record. It is a great pity that it should not be preserved in permanent form.”
Well, I am now glad to think that it will be preserved in permanent form; and I venture to assure Col. Patterson that President Roosevelt will be amongst the most interested readers of his book.
It is probable that the chapters recounting the story of the Tsavo man-eating lions will be found more absorbing than the other portions of Col. Patterson’s book; but I think that most of his readers will agree with me that the whole volume is full of interest and information. The account given by Col. Patterson of how he overcame all the difficulties which confronted him in building a strong and permanent railway bridge across the Tsavo river makes excellent reading; whilst the courage he displayed in attacking, single-handed, lions, rhinoceroses and other dangerous animals was surpassed by the pluck, tact and determination he showed in quelling the formidable mutiny which once broke out amongst his native Indian workers.
Finally, let me say that I have spent the best part of two nights reading the proof-sheets of Col. Patterson’s book, and I can assure him that the time passed like magic. My interest was held from the first page to the last, for I felt that every word I read was true.
F. C. SELOUS.
WORPLESDON, SURREY.
September 18, 1907.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER I MY ARRIVAL AT TSAVO 1
CHAPTER II THE FIRST APPEARANCE OF THE MAN-EATERS 20
CHAPTER III THE ATTACK ON THE GOODS-WAGON 29
CHAPTER IV THE BUILDING OF THE TSAVO BRIDGE 41
CHAPTER V TROUBLES WITH THE WORKMEN 50
CHAPTER VI THE REIGN OF TERROR 61
CHAPTER VII THE DISTRICT OFFICER’S NARROW ESCAPE 75
CHAPTER VIII THE DEATH OF THE FIRST MAN-EATER 84
CHAPTER IX THE DEATH OF THE SECOND MAN-EATER 95
CHAPTER X THE COMPLETION OF THE TSAVO BRIDGE 108
CHAPTER XI THE SWAHILI AND OTHER NATIVE TRIBES 119
CHAPTER XII A NIGHT AFTER HIPPO 133
CHAPTER XIII A DAY ON THE N’DUNGU ESCARPMENT 145
CHAPTER XIV THE FINDING OF THE MAN-EATERS’ DEN 155
CHAPTER XVI A WIDOW’S STORY 176
CHAPTER XVIII LIONS ON THE ATHI PLAINS 193
CHAPTER XX A DAY ON THE ATHI RIVER 221
CHAPTER XXI THE MASAI AND OTHER TRIBES 231
CHAPTER XXII HOW ROSHAN KHAN SAVED MY LIFE 247
CHAPTER XXIII A SUCCESSFUL LION HUNT 264
CHAPTER XXIV BHOOTA’S LAST SHIKAR 273
CHAPTER XXV A MAN-EATER IN A RAILWAY CARRIAGE 286
CHAPTER XXVII THE FINDING OF THE NEW ELAND 300
APPENDIX 323
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
Heads of Eight Lions shot by the Author in British East Africa Frontispiece Mombasa, from the Harbour 1
The Native Quarter, Mombasa 2
“Well-wooded hills and slopes on the mainland” 3
Vasco da Gama Street and Pillar 5
“The best way to get three … was by gharri 6
“I pitched my tent under some shady palms” 7
“Kilindini is on the opposite side of the island” 10
“The Place of Deep Waters” 11
“A lucky shot brought down the huge bird” 14
“I slept that night in a little palm hut” 15
“This interminable nyika” 17
“The river crossed by means of a temporary bridge” 18
Women of Uganda 19
The tent from which jemadar Ungan Singh was carried off 23
“My own tent was pitched in an open clearing” 29
“We shared a hut of palm leaves and boughs” 30
“The camps of the workmen had also been surrounded by thorn fences” 31
“Railhead Camp, with its two or three thousand workmen” 33
“The two wounded coolies were left where they lay, a piece of torn tent having fallen over them” 35
“A luncheon served in the wilds, with occasionally a friend to share it” 43
“It very soon became a great pet” 46
“Heera Singh made a wild spring into the water to get clear of the falling stone” 47
“The door which was to admit the lion” 62
“When the trap was ready, I pitched a tent over it” 64
“They found him stuck fast in the bushes of the boma” 70
“Perched on the top of water-tanks” 73
“I took up my position in a crib made of sleepers” 77
Whitehead on a Trolley at the exact spot where the Lion jumped upon him 79
Abdullah and his two Wives 80
A party of Wa Jamousi 83
“His length from tip of nose to tip of tail was nine feet eight inches” 92
Head of the first Man-Eater 93
“The following evening I took up my position in this same tree” 100
“He measured nine feet six inches from tip of nose to tip of tail, and stood three feet eleven and a half inches high”103
“The bridge over the Tsavo rapidly neared completion” 108
“The heavy stones were swung into position” 109
“The girder was run over its exact place” 110
“And finally lowered gently into position” 111
“Very soon I had the satisfaction of seeing the first train cross the finished work” 112
The completed Tsavo bridge 113
One of the Trolley Lines after the Flood 114
Swahili Caravan Porters 120
“Such was my cook, Mabruki” 122
The women … wear a long, brightly-coloured cloth” 123
“The women attire themselves only in a short kilt” 125
“We arrived at M’Gogo’s capital” 126
“Making pombe in the hollowed-out stump of a tree” 127
Wa Taita Men 129
M’Kamba Woman 131
“Until it joins the Athi River” 136
“The banks of the Sabaki are lined with trees” 138
“I caught sight of a fine waterbuck and successfully bowled him over” 146
“A young one was lying down in the grass quite close to me” 147
A crocodile on the Sabaki 153
“Beyond all doubt, the man-eaters’ den!” 158
“Watch the animals come down to drink” 161
“The antelope swinging by his feet” 165
Hippo Head 167
“Slaves chained neck to neck as was the custom” 174
Hospital Tent at Voi where Mrs. O’Hara rested 178
In the Bazaar at Kampala 181
“The great Athi Plains” 182
“First the earth surface has to be prepared” 184
“Cuttings have to be made and hollows banked up” 185
“Another gang drops the rails in their places” 187
“It never moved again” 190
“The trophy was well worth the pains I had taken to add it to my collection” 191
Jackson’s Hartebeeste, and Zebra 194
Waterbuck 195
“Fortunately
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