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urgent message that they come up to my camp. 
Solicitation for my health and keenness for the hunt 
led Bradley and the two ladies to make the two days’ 
march in one. 
This taking ladies to hunt gorillas had caused a 
certain amount of adverse comment of two kinds. 
The uninitiated in African hunting censored me for 
leading the ladies into such terrible dangers. The 
initiated, or rather some of them, were a little irri- 
tated with me because if I showed that ladies with 
no previous hunting experience could hunt gorillas, 
elephants, and lions, much of the heroics which have 
attached to African big-game hunting would begin 
to wane. As a naturalist interested in preserving 
African wild life, I was glad to do anything that 
might make killing animals less attractive. 
I had never been in gorilla country before this trip, 
but I had started in with the firm conviction that 
hunting gorillas was not dangerous, or, of course, I 
should not have taken the two ladies to hunt them. 
My experiences proved my theory even more thor- 
oughly than I had expected. Consequently, when 
the ladies arrived I was prepared to take them after 
gorillas without the slightest misgivings. After a 
day of rest at the camp from which I had hunted, 
we moved our base a thousand feet higher up (to 
about 10,000 feet above sea level) to the Saddle be- 
tween the two mountains, Mikeno and Karisimbi. 
We had two good-sized tents, one for Mrs. Bradley 
and Miss Miller and the other for Bradley and me. 
We had a fly also for a dining tent. These arrange- 
