edges, past
extensive stables, and through another gate to the open plains once
more. Here we made camp. After lunch we went back to explore.

Juja is situated on the top of a high bluff overlooking a river. In
all directions are tremendous grass plains. Donya Sabuk-the Mountain of
Buffaloes-is the only landmark nearer than the dim mountains beyond
the edge of the world, and that is a day's journey away. A rectangle of
possibly forty acres has been enclosed on three sides by animal-proof
wire fence. The fourth side is the edge of the bluff. Within this
enclosure have been planted many trees, now of good size; a pretty
garden with abundance of flowers, ornamental shrubs, a sundial, and
lawns. In the river bottom land below the bluff is a very extensive
vegetable and fruit garden, with cornfields, and experimental plantings
of rubber, and the like. For the use of the people of Juja here are
raised a great variety and abundance of vegetables, fruits, and grains.

Juja House, as has been said, stands back a hundred feet from a bend
in the bluffs that permits a view straight up the river valley. It
is surrounded by gardens and trees, and occupies all one end of the
enclosed rectangle. Farther down and perched on the edge of a bluff,
are several pretty little bungalows for the accommodation of the
superintendent and his family, for the bachelors' mess, for the farm
offices and dispensary, and for the dairy room, the ice-plant and the
post-office and telegraph station. Back of and inland from this row on
the edge of the cliff, and scattered widely in open space, are a large
store stocked with everything on earth, the Somali quarters of low
whitewashed buildings, the cattle corrals, the stables, wild animal
cages, granaries, blacksmith and carpenter shops, wagon sheds and the
like. Outside the enclosure, and a half mile away, are the conical grass
huts that make up the native village. Below the cliff is a concrete dam,
an electric light plant, a pumping plant and a few details of the sort.

Such is a relief map of Juja proper. Four miles away, and on another
river, is Long Juja, a strictly utilitarian affair where grow ostriches,
cattle, sheep, and various irrigated things in the bottom land. All
the rest of the farm, or estate, or whatever one would call it, is open
plain, with here and there a river bottom, or a trifle of brush cover.
But never enough to constitute more than an isolated and lonesome patch.

Before leaving