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ing that maybe the boy h^d taken a short cut, for the 

 camp was only seven miles from the Hon thickets. 

 When we arrived, he was not there and all of our 

 searchers failed to find trace of him. Two or three 

 days passed, then one of the parties came in to report 

 they had found the remains of our unfortunate porter. 

 He had evidently been successful in locating the hons 

 on liis second trip through the bush. 



Our first day after impalla was spent by Bud and me 

 chasing them through a bushveldt that was almost 

 impassable. We found these graceful antelope fairly 

 abundant, but always in the thick bush where it was 

 hard to secure good pictures. The morning sped by 

 without a single foot of film to reward us, but the after- 

 noon presented three good scenes; one of them excep- 

 tional, easily worth the whole day's efforts. 



Bad luck seemed to dog my footsteps, at least as 

 regards accidents to the trucks and cameras. While 

 returning to camp, still on the lookout for fresh impalla 

 to picture. Bud failed to notice a low-hanging Hmb, 

 driving under it with the camera set up, the resultant 

 smash-up bending the tripod all out of shape. 



During these hectic days, I often wondered whether 

 or not a movie audience would appreciate these scenes 

 of the graceful impalla in slow motion, as they leaped 

 and sailed over small bushes and trees like birds in 

 flight. My reward for these dangerous days of dodging 

 through trees and over the veldt, at the risk of break- 

 ing my neck, to record these "Leaping Lenas" has 

 been ample. The pictures of impalla flying through 

 the air on their thirty-five-foot leaps has been com- 

 mented upon as one of the outstanding features in the 

 film production, "Africa Speaks." 



