CHAP. XXII. 
A LION-HUNT. 
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fat, and before her blood was cold my two girls saw her 
deposited at their feet. We found a good breakfast 
prepared, and we enjoyed our repast on the banks of 
a beautiful stream of fresh water. Now comes the 
curious part of the story. The Zulu tribes at Natal 
are very superstitious, and believe that by eating 
the heart of a lion you become lion-hearted, or very 
brave; and the fat of a lion is supposed to possess all 
sorts of miraculous virtues, such as the healing of the 
sick, &c., &c. Our servants made a perfect fortune in 
selling the heart, cut into diminutive bits, and the fat 
as medicine. You cannot conceive how fat the poor 
beast was; and she had two beautiful cat-like cubs in¬ 
side her, which made me feel the more sorry for her 
death. Thousands of natives came to us for pieces of 
her flesh, like vultures in the desert, and there was not 
a vestige of the meat of the beautiful lioness left for 
the jackals who had so often helped her to her own 
prey. 
I sent the skin of this lioness to His Koyal Highness 
the Duke of Edinburgh when he went in the 4 Helicon ’ 
to meet his bride in the Crimea. 
