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were all upset about the thing and uncertain of what 

 was going to happen. At a moment when no one was 

 expecting it, there was a mighty flash and the camera 

 recorded one of the most unusual and extremely 

 flattering photographs ever made, reproduction of 

 which would probably bring on several lawsuits. As 

 we were leaving, a native driver came in with supplies 

 and reported he had met Ted on top of the Mau, and 

 that he was getting along toward Nairobi, slowly and 

 with difiiculty. 



Several days were spent in the blinds with scant 

 results, so it was suggested we stay away from the 

 bomas for two or three days, aUowing the animals an 

 opportunity to drink at the water holes without any 

 chance of our presence disturbing them. In order to 

 keep busy, we went exploring into the country back 

 of the low ridge that faced our camp. I was anxious 

 to locate giraffe herds and make some motion pictures 

 of them, so kept the big camera always ready, and 

 along the way secured some exceUent scenes of zebra, 

 topi, and wildebeest. In crossing over a saddle 

 between two large hills, we surprised a herd of water 

 buck and among them a very fine buU. After a care- 

 ful stalk, I succeeded in hitting him at four hundred 

 yards, but he ran into a stony and hilly country where 

 it was almost impossible to follow. In trying to locate 

 him, I chmbed to the top of a steep rocky liill. From 

 this height I could see for many miles in aU directions, 

 getting an excellent airplane view of the entire country. 

 The veldt rolled toward a range of distant mountains, 

 and dotted here and there upon the plain were large 

 patches of thorn tree and scrub. Down the center 

 ran a big donga with green trees outlining it along 



