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other consideration has to be forgotten. Water comes 

 first, far before food, far before photographs, for it 

 may mean Hfe or death to the whole party. With a 

 big safari Hke ours one dares take no risks of thirst. 



So when darkness fell the expedition was on the 

 march again, heading now for Kijabe Station, where 

 water was a certainty, leaving Jones, the two cowboys 

 and myself on the ground for the night, as we wanted 

 one final look for lions. In the morning Jones left us, 

 so we took a sweep round in the direction of the 

 Rugged Rocks. I found the beasts — a lion and a 

 lioness — at the very time when I was not ready to do 

 anything with them ! 



We discovered them amongst some volcanic rocks 

 at the foot of the Longonot Volcano, and succeeded 

 in holding them up for some time, but the picture 

 outfit had gone on. It was a pity that Ulyate, our 

 white hunter, was not with us; but when we rejoined 

 him at Kijabe about midday and asked his opinion 

 he said that very hkely they lived there regularly, 

 and that we should stand a good chance of finding them 

 again. 



Naturally, I was anxious to return as quickly as 

 possible. There was no water at the Rugged Rocks, 

 but after the cattle had had a rest and a feed we could 

 refill our tanks and work off them. Unfortunately, 

 however, there were other considerations which made 

 the plan unworkable. The two cowboys were on the 



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