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pretty dark and the fact that a big brute weighing 

 several tons was headed in otir direction was not 

 altogether reassuring. I later asked Osa how she 

 felt. "I was too excited to feel," she said. 



In a few minutes we could see the monster coming 

 right down the path for us. Osa had considerable 

 responsibility on her hands at the moment. For not 

 only did she know her husband was in line with the 

 animal, but she sighted another at almost the same 

 moment. Furthermore she had no way of telling 

 whether or not we had heard her first whistle. 



The heavy thud of footsteps soon revealed the 

 whereabouts of the oncoming rhino. When he was 

 within a few feet I set off the flash. He went gallop- 

 ing back in Osa's direction. 



In a few minutes another rhino came along. More 

 vvhistling and a flashlight. This went on imtil about 

 midnight. Osa kept busy whistling until she stopped 

 in despair. There were so many rhinos coming and 

 going that she could not keep track of them. Finally 

 we had to throw stones at them to keep them away 

 from us. As for poor Osa she was held a prisoner 

 until after 2 a.m. when she found it safe to join us in 

 camp for a well-deserved night's rest. 



Once at one of our waterholes we dined well in 

 the evening, for Osa took her Ithaca twenty, a shot 

 gun with which she accomplished marvels, and came 

 back with two dozen sand grouse. Contented and 



