The Capturing of a Lion 



It is astonishing how the stampede of a lion reverberates 

 even in the far distance ! 



A few steps further I came upon the remains of the 

 ass. The Hon had gained the open when I got out of 

 the brushwood. It was useless to follow the tracks, for 

 they led only to stony ground, where they would be lost. 

 Discouraged, I gave up the pursuit for the time, but only 



MY PLUCKY TAXIDERMIST MANAGED TO GET THIS CAPTURED HYENA UNHARMED 

 INTO CAMP, PROTECTING HIMSELF WITH A BIG CUDGEL. 



to return a few hours later. Approaching very cautiously 

 to the place where I had left the remains of the donkey, we 

 found they were no longer there. The Hon had fetched 

 them away. We followed again, but to my unspeakable 

 disappointment with the same result as in the morning. I 

 managed this time, however, to get near the lion through 

 the brushwood, but he Immediately took to flight again — 



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