With Flashlight and Rifle -* 



neioh shows that several other herds of these beautiful 

 animals are in the neii^hbourhoocl. Away thev o'alloj) 

 over the hard ground of the velt to a distant place of 

 refuo'e. Darkness has now set in and oblio'es me to 

 relinquish my post ot observation. 



As I return to the camp the darkness of night has 

 fallen. It is not long, however, before it is (juite clear, 

 and a most beautiful moon shines magically over the 

 sleeping steppes. Jackals give out their querulous call 

 and the hyctna's unlovely laugh is to be heard. 



Now I hear the impallas whinnying. A leoj)ard roars 

 not far from the camp. I'hen tor several minutes all is 

 still again. Once more the neighing of the zebras is 

 heard as they resume their wild scamper ; but at present 

 we wait in \ain for the most thrilling concert that human 

 ear can wish tor. It is scarcely ever to be heard before 

 midnight. 



By the tracks and trails I had discovered I knew that 

 at least thirty lions must have taken up their nightly 

 quarters somewh('re in the neighl)ourhoc)d. Owing to 

 the nature ot the ground and the very thick undergrowth 

 in this region I had not yet had an encounter with the 

 king of beasts. lUit I waited patiently, for I wanted 

 more than tht; passing view the hunter considers himself 

 lucky to get. It was my intention to photograph Mis 

 Majesty at night time. To do this I liad to wait patiently 

 and learn the customs and liaunts ot the anintals in this 

 spot. 



It was not without rc;ason that the herds of wild 

 beast roamed round and al)out during the night, I knew 



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