74 AFRICA SPEAKS 



We decided to get a few bomas ready for photograph- 

 ing purposes, so taking one of the trucks, we loaded in 

 several boys and proceeded to our Hon donga. Upon 

 arrival there we found four honesses watching us. 

 I shot a topi which we dragged inside an old Masai 

 manyatta that had been abandoned for several years, 

 and everybody got to work on the building of the blinds. 

 While this was going on the hons came to the edge of 

 the tliicket to watch us more closely. As it was not 

 wise to keep them waiting too long, just as soon as 

 the rough work on the boma was finished we motored 

 away leaving them to enjoy the topi. 



Now we went several miles northwest of the camp 

 to explore the country. The rains had caused the 

 grass to spring up almost hke magic and where yester- 

 day all was brown and covered with dust, today beau- 

 tiful hills of green rolled before us. The moisture had 

 brought the grass and the grass in turn had attracted 

 the game, so that now the whole veldt teemed with 

 thousands upon thousands of wild animals; the big 

 migration was on. 



Placing two kills for hons in Hkely spots, we were 

 just starting for home when a terrific storm broke, 

 making it necessary to put on the chains, but even 

 then the soft ground seemed to shp from under the 

 truck. In the midst of this rain I spied a hyena 

 watching us, and as he seemed to be laughing at our 

 pKght, I made him number five in my Hst. 



While passing near a herd of wildebeest I noticed 

 one unfortunate fellow who could hardly run. He 

 had been bitten and torn by hyenas. His rump and 

 belly were badly swollen and covered with matted 

 blood. How he had managed to escape was a mystery. 



