LION AND ZEBRAS. 
approach too closely, for he dreads the blaze of a fire. In vain does he prowl around the 
encampment, for he can discover no stragglers from the protecting flame, and, moreover, 
finds that the watchful dogs are on the alert. So he retires to some little distance, and 
putting his mouth to the ground, pours forth his deepest roar. Struck with frantic terror, 
the stupid oxen break away from their halters, and quitting their sole protection, gallop 
madly away only to fall victims to the jaws and talons of the author of the panic. 
It often happens that several ee combine in their attacks, and bring their united 
forces to bear upon the common prey, each taking his appointed part in the matter. One 
of these joint attacks was witnessed by two English officers engaged in the late Katftir 
war, with one of whom I am well acquainted. 
A small herd of zebras were quietly feeding in a plain, all unconscious of the stealthy 
approach of several Lions, which were creeping towards them in regular order, under cover 
of a dense reed thicket. So quietly did the Lions make their advance, that their progress 
was unnoticed even by the zebra-sentinel. The Lions crept on, until they reached the 
sheltering thicket, when the sentinel took the alarm. It was too late—with a single 
bound, the leading Lion sprang over the reeds, felled one of the zebras, and set the others 
scampering in all directions so as to fall an easy prey to his companions. 
It has happened that such alliances have come to a tragical end for the assailant as 
well as the victim. 
“ Karly one morning,” says Mr. Anderson, in his “ Lake Neami,” “ one of our herdsmen 
came running up to usin a great fright, and announced that a Lion was dev ouring a Lioness. 
We thoucht. at first that the man must be mistaken, but his story was perfectly true, 
and only her skull, the larger bones, and the skin were left. On examining the ground 
