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return late that afternoon they told the owner 
of the station that when they arrived near the 
place they saw five lions and lionesses eating the 
carcass, most of the best of the meat being 
consumed and the hide spoilt. I was extremely 
sick at my bad luck in not having gone out with 
them, for I should most assuredly have obtained 
an easy shot at a lion, which was the height of 
my ambition. I visited the place early next 
morning, but the bones were picked clean, 
nothing but a mangy hyzna being on the ground. 
This I would not fire at, thinking I might still 
have obtained a shot at the lions, but I was 
unfortunately disappointed. 
On the rock above this station baboons held 
their sway. There must have been a great many 
of them, judging by the noise they made in the 
evening and early morning. I went up early 
one morning to a rocky plateau close to this big 
rock and saw the stones that these apes had 
turned over in their efforts to find something 
edible. Some of the slabs I turned myself to 
test the weight, which took quite an effort on 
my part to perform. I was returning to break- 
fast shortly after this, passing close to a part of 
the large rock by a path that led to the house, 
when I saw one of these apes looking at me 
about twenty yards off. I put up my rifle, pre- 
tending to shoot, and he at once ducked out of 
sight as though he knew the use of fire-arms. I 
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