BY THE BROOK 



my photographic experiments, I did not have one 

 chance to shoot a Hon during the day. But hardly had 

 I set up traps when I caught seven male lions with 

 thick manes in quick succession. 



I had thus spent days and weeks when distant clouds 

 indicated that the rainy season in the steppe had set 

 in. All at once the large aggregation of animals around 

 the brook and the neighboring pools dispersed. They 

 knew that they would now find fresh, tender grass on 

 the far stretches of the steppe, and everywhere pools 

 of water which would make it possible for them to stray 

 far away from the brook, at which they could drink only 

 at the constant risk of their lives. 



