None of the cruelty of man, none of the rage and fear of animal have vanished yet from Africa.

Some of the cruelty is more refined; some of the herds are smaller; some good is making headway but Africa is unchanged on the whole.

It is a land of nightmares, with lovely oases and rare knights errant; a land whose past is gloom, whose present is twilight and uncertainty, but whose future under the rule of humane men is immeasurable, unimaginable.
In my dream din followed crash and confusion until the engine's screaming at last awoke me.

My blanket had fallen to the floor and I was shivering from cold.

I jumped down to recover it and realized it was dawn already.