At the Large South Pool 187 



It had fallen in the midst of charming scenery : a 

 plain sparsely covered with grass, but here and there 

 scattered with clumps of large mitsagnas, and in the 

 distance a range of high hills, one of those European 

 landscapes lit up by the rising sun. I have preserved 

 this picture, like many others, by means of photo- 

 graphy, and the reader may judge from the accompany- 

 ing reproduction. The camp was about one hundred 

 yards to the left. After the death of this animal, 

 "rhinoceros," as my men used to say, "are finished." 

 In fact, there existed only these two in the district, 

 and the " information brigade " henceforth saw no 

 more traces of them. Lions remained, five of them, 

 including three which would never figure in my 

 collection. I now come to my encounter with the 

 two others. 



It occurs at the beginning of November at the 

 large south pool, which decidedly is the favourite 

 with lions, for it is there that I killed one a few days 

 before. Our position is the same as on that particular 

 night, and it is also Tambarika and Msiambiri who 

 accompany me. Only the moon gives us light until 

 about twelve or one o'clock, and nothing comes up to 

 that time. About three o'clock it is a starlight night. 

 Lions are heard roaring in the distance, and I think 

 " they have just eaten and are coming to drink." 

 The roars draw near and then cease. The character- 

 istic roaring by means of which, I suppose, they 

 converse soon announces their arrival ; they pass 

 on our right, wind round the pool, and proceed 

 down the other side that is, in front and to the 



