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Updated: May 14, 2025
Dusk was falling, and, to tell the truth, we were both very much done up by a long day at 115 degrees in the shade under an equatorial sun. The missing men would climb trees away from the beasts, and we would organize a search next day. As we debated these things, to us came Memba Sasa. "I want to take 'Winchi," said he. "Winchi" is his name for my Winchester 405. "Why?" we asked.
Then to us came Memba Sasa, who had already that day made a double journey, and who should have been the most tired of all. "Bwana," said he, "if you will lend me Winchi, and a lantern, I will bring in the men." We lent him his requirements, and he departed. Hours later he returned, carefully leaned "Winchi" in the corner of the tent, deposited the lantern, and stood erect at attention.
"If I can take Winchi, I will find the men," said he. This was entirely voluntary on his part. He, as well as we, had had a hard day, and he had made a double journey for part of it. We gave him Winchi and he departed. Sometime after midnight he returned with the missing men.
"Gunbearers, this man Fundi, when the rhinoceros charged, fired Winchi. Was this the work of a gunbearer?" The three seasoned men looked at each other with shocked astonishment that such depravity could exist. "And being frightened, he gave back Winchi with the exploded cartridge in her. Was that the work of a gunbearer?" "No, bwana," said Fundi humbly.
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