THE COWARDLY COUGAR 



that I had come along to protect them, to set 

 them an example of calm, inflexible courage. 

 This I intended to do if I had to stay where I 

 was until my legs petrified or until the lioness 

 died of old age on that limb. 



Doubtless my attitude in the matter shamed 

 Fred, for he volunteered. 



"Wait a minute!" Miller broke in, with 

 more animation than he had yet shown. "I 

 want to get a close-up of this. This is going 

 to be good!" He brought his outfit nearer the 

 tree, spraddled out the legs of his tripod, then 

 stood on his head while he focused with mi- 

 nutest care. "I don't want to miss a thing," 

 he explained. "Not a single thing except 

 the noise of the fight. I want to get the blood 

 and everything. ' ' 



"Better hurry; she's getting restless," Am- 

 brose urged. "I guess her foot's asleep." 



It was some distance to the lower branches 

 of the cedar; therefore he gave Fred a hand 

 up. Meanwhile, I reassured both of them 

 with quotations from "Buffalo" Jones's lec- 

 ture, also by the statement that no matter 

 what happened, I would be somewhere in the 

 vicinity. 



Our program did not work out according to 

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