You take thirty or forty natives, go to the place where the lion was heard, and then beat every bit of cover in the hope of scaring out the beasts.

Lions are fond of lying up during the day in dry reed beds, and when you go out looking for them, you are most likely to find them in such places.
[Photograph: Mr.Stephenson's Splendid Buffalo] [Photograph: "Lion Camp"] [Photograph: The Lion and Lioness in Camp] We started, three of us, with forty porters, at about daybreak.

At seven o'clock we had climbed up the side of the mountain to the spot where the lions were supposed to be lurking--a long, reed-filled cleft in the side of the slope.

The porters were sent up to one end of the reed bed, twenty on each side, while we went below to where the lion would probably be driven out by their shouting and noise.

The porters bombarded the reeds with stones while we waited with rifles ready for the angry creature to dash out in our vicinity.