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at our guns—for the gorilla gives you no time to reload, and woe 
to him whom he attacks! We were armed to the teeth. My 
men were remarkably silent, for they were going on an expedi- 
tion of more than usual risk; for the male gorilla is literally the 
king of the African forest. He and the crested lion of Mount 
Atlas are the two fiercest and strongest beasts of this continent. 
The lion of South Africa cannot compare with either for strength 
or courage. 
As we left the camp, the men and women left behind crowded 
together, with fear written on their faces. Miengai, Makinda, 
and Negolai set out in one party, and myself and Yeava formed 
another, for the hunt. We determined to keep near each other, 
that in emergency we might be at hand to help each other. And 
for the rest, silence and a sure aim were the only cautions to be 
given. 
As we followed the tracks we could easily see that there were 
four or five of them; though none appeared very large. We 
saw where they had run along on all fours, the usual mode of 
progression of these animals, and where from time to time they 
had seated themselves to chew the canes they had borne off. 
The chase began to be very exciting. 
We had agreed to return to the women and their guards, and 
consult upon final operations, when we should have discovered 
their probable course; and this was now done. To make sure 
of not alarming our prey, we moved the whole party forward a 
little way to where some leafy huts, built by passing traders, 
served for shelter and concealment. And having here bestowed 
the women—who have a lively fear of the terrible gorilla, in 
consequence of various stories current among the tribes, of 
women having been carried off into the woods by the fierce 
animal—we prepared once more to set out in chase, this time 
hopeful to catch a shot. 
Looking once more to our guns, we started off. I confess that 
I never was more excited in my life. For years I had heard of 
the terrible roar of the gorilla, of its vast strength, its fierce 
courage if, unhappily, only wounded by a shot. I knew that 
we were about to pit ourselves against an animal which even the 
tiger of these mountains fears and which, perhaps, has driven 
the lion out of this territory; for the king of beasts, so numerous 
