go THE LAND OF THE LION 
Wanyamwazi have already learned from the Somali, and 
which they call the “Lion Song.” Fully a mile from our 
camp my gunboys raised the song, and when we were still 
so far away, that the men’s figures seemed but little moving 
dots the porters heard it and came streaming out to meet us. 
My men had put green sprigs in their hats; the porters who 
ran to meet us stuck greenery in their woolly hair and 
danced round us, as bearing the great skin, my little party 
marched proudly as they camp intocame. If I had had bad 
luck finding the lion until now, fortune did what she could, 
during the next few days to make up to me for past disfavour. 
The day after I had shot my first lion I was up betimes as. 
usual in the morning, but saw nothing. But the day after 
that I came on a band of nine. My gunbearers and I had 
reached a place about six miles from camp when, as we were 
crossing a hard red earth ridge, Brownie noticed a faint sign 
and took it up. When we came to a dewy patch of short 
grass, it showed quite fresh, and was joined by a second. A 
little later a third came to company, and the men con- 
cluded we had come on the sign of a band of lions that were 
gathering to a point, a rendezvous — they have made after 
they have been hunting in a long and extended line. I have 
never been able to see lions doing this, but I think that when 
they hunt in packs there can be no doubt as to the method 
they usually follow. Perhaps one or two keep uttering at 
intervals the deep resonant grunt or roar. ‘This alarms the 
game, and makes it run hither and thither, if it cannot get 
the lion’s wind and these, hunting up wind, take good care 
that this is impossible. The rest of the band hunt silently 
and the stampeded zebra, or kongoni, rush near enough to 
some of them come within the range of the lion’s short but 
terribly swift charge. When rain has fallen, it is often 
possible to read in the morning quite plainly, the story of 
the oft-repeated tragedy of the night. There closely clumped 
lay the zebra, some lying down, others on the watch, and in 
