With Flashlight and Rifle -^ 



quite different directions. Free from the every-day levelling 

 intiuences of the outer world, experiencing such things on 

 a tropical moonlit night — a night almost as bright as 

 day — it is not difficult to imagine tiie lite of our ancestors, 

 the troglodytes of the ice-world, who must have had the 

 same experience every night ! 



Thus the lonely man in a little camp spins out his 

 thoughts ; the win.gs of fancy carry him home ; he sinks 

 imperceptibly from consciousness into sleep and dreams. 

 But it is not for long ; loud roars soon waken him again. 



This time the roaring sounds threateningly near ; 

 black sleepy figures take courage and poke the camp- 

 fires into a blaze. Those who are taking their rest by the 

 confines of the camp come in to find greater safety, 

 and the watchful Askari doubles his attention. . . . Next 

 morning, only a few steps from the spot where some 

 carriers had slumbered, we find the imprints of huge 

 paws. Had I not ordered a thorn-hedge to be piled 

 up on this side of the camp — who knows what would 

 have happened ? 



I was lucky in having such a number of lions near my 

 camp, but 1 had to use all my wits to persuade them 

 to come within reasonable distance ot my apparatus at 

 night time. My attempts were at first without satis- 

 factorv results, until at last I hit ui)on a niethod that 

 brought me to the desired goal. 



As my photographs indicate, lions when possiljle creep 

 along the ground towards their prey. Further, it appc:ars 

 that the lioness is always the aggressive party. The 

 ])ictures give only single lions, but in reality there 



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