ADVENTURES ON MT. MIKENO 221 
couragement, until it seemed that we had gone to 
the crest of the Saddle. There, as the result of a 
conference between the guides, we started in a south- 
erly direction intending to work in a roundabout 
way back to camp. Camp was the only thing that 
I was interested in, for at this time I was practt- 
cally “‘done.”’ 
Ten minutes later the guides ducked, and crouch- 
ing, came back and fell in behind me. I took the gun 
from the bearer, and looking over the tops of the 
greenery of a little rise in front of us I saw a spot of 
black fur perhaps fifty yards ahead. As I crouched, 
waiting for a better view, the animal I was watching 
climbed up on a nearly horizontal branch of a tree 
looking back in my direction. In the meantime, the 
motion-picture camera had been brought to my side. 
I raised it carefully, put it in position, and all this 
time another larger gorilla was making the ascent of 
the horizontal branch of the tree. It was apparently 
an old mother and her two-year-old baby. Almost 
before I knew it I was turning the crank of the camera 
on two gorillas in full view with a beautiful setting 
behind them. I do not think at the time that I 
appreciated the fact that I was doing a thing that 
had never been done before. As I ground away, a 
second baby came scrambling up a near-by tree. 
The baby seemed very much interested in the opera- 
tion. The mother professed indifference and a cer- 
tain amount of boredom and after a bit pretended to 
lie down on one arm and go to sleep. The babies, 
one of them at least, seemed to be amused. He would 
