58 AFRICAN ADVENTURE STORIES 



bering incessantly as if I understood every word, 

 and again and again showed me how the lioness 

 had looked and acted as she charged. 



Three miles from camp we met a party, with 

 lanterns, that had been sent out by the head 

 man to guide us home. When my companions 

 shouted the news of our success they rushed up 

 to me and shook my hand. One fellow, as he 

 grasped my hand, exclaimed: "Well done, Bwana 

 Panyal You are no longer Bwana Panya (the 

 mouse master) ; you are Bwana Simba (the lion 

 master) ! " And from that moment I was known 

 to the entire party as Bwana Simba. 



