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volunteers, for they were to be paid and fed for play- 
ing the game they loved. During the first half day 
out from the government station, where we gathered 
our force together, the alarm of lion was sounded. 
We were approaching a patch of bush. The spear- 
men entered the bush from all sides. I placed my 
motion-picture camera at a point of vantage. The 
idea was to drive the lion out in front of the camera 
and have the spearmen at that point spear him. 
Above the din of the spearmen in the bush I finally 
heard the angry growl of aleopard. There was great 
excitement in the bush for a few seconds. Then three 
of the boys came out of the bush. The middle boy 
of the three was being carried and his scalp was hang- 
ing down over his face. Behind this trio came a group 
carrying the dead leopard. Later, when his skin was 
stretched, it showed sixty spear holes. 
I promptly took the wounded boy under the shade 
of a mimosa tree, shaved him, and sewed his scalp 
back into place and cared for his other wounds. He 
showed little interest in the proceedings beyond ask- 
ing a question of the other black boys about what I 
was doing. Seemingly the whole operation was over 
before he recovered from the shock of his mauling. 
The next morning when I sent him home he was much 
troubled. He said that he had not committed any 
offence and he did not see why he had to be sent home. 
His wounds did not seem to trouble him or to dampen 
the ardour of the others in the slightest. 
We went on for a week. One day, just as we were 
making camp near a waterfall, an alarm was sounded 
