PHOTOGRAPHING THE LIONS 
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photographed. I drove them out of the loose-box into a yard, 
when the female, seeing the camera, made a bolt for it, 
dodged me, ran between the photographer’s legs, and 
finally rushed through a door, up a steep flight of stairs 
into a hayloft, and sat with her back against the wall in a 
corner, snarling, growling and striking out at me. 
I was at length obliged to don a pair of gloves and carry 
her bodily downstairs, lasso her with a rope, and hold her, 
as shown in the photograph, to be operated upon. As they 
both appeared to grow weaker, I deposited them in the Zoo, 
where they lived for only two months. 
What with export duties at the Somali coast, fare to 
England (almost as much as the first-class fare of a 
passenger), dock dues, food, and tips, the importation of 
a couple of lions is by no means a profitable business, 
especially when they die a few months after landing. 
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