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where she came to a stop. Two more shots from my 
big gun finished her, and the photograph was 
finally secured. 
Leaving the porters to watch the two lions, we 
followed the third lion that had been seen in the 
valley. He had not gone far and we soon found 
him, but too far away to get a shot. For an hour 
we followed him, but he finally disappeared and 
could not be located again. 
It was sundown when our porters reached camp 
with the two lions, and it was then that we ate our 
long-deferred luncheon. 
A week later, while marching from the Tana 
River to the Zeka River, Mr. and Mrs. Akeley and I 
came across a large lion, accompanied by a lioness. 
They were first seen moving away across a low 
sloping ridge of the plains within a couple of miles 
of where we had killed the lion and lioness a week 
before. We followed them and came up with them 
after a brisk walk of ten minutes. Both were hid¬ 
ing in the grass near the crest of the slope, and we 
could see their ears and eyes above the long grass. 
We crouched down a hundred yards away and the 
lion rose to see where we had gone. Mrs. Akeley 
fired and missed, but her second shot pierced his 
brain and he fell like a log. We expected a charge 
from the lioness and waited until she should declare 
herself. But she did not appear and her where¬ 
abouts remained an anxious mystery until she was 
finally seen several hundred yards away making her 
way slowly up a distant hill. Half-way up she sat 
