It was an experience that he and Cuninghame had with a big bull giraffe which they approached as it slept.

When they were within ten feet of it it opened its eyes and stared at them.

A slight movement on their part caused it to strike out with its front foot, but without rising.

Then, as they made no offensive moves, it continued to regard them sleepily and without fear.

Even when they threw sticks at it it refused to budge, and it was only after some time that it was chased away, where it came to a stop only fifty yards off.
"I suppose W.J.Long will call that a nature fake," he said, "and I wish that I had had a camera with me so that I could have photographed it.
I'm afraid they won't believe Cuninghame, because they don't know him." In the course of the luncheon the conversation ranged from politics, public men, his magazine work, some phases of Illinois politics, as involved in the recent senatorial election, his future plans of the present African trip and many of the little experiences he had had since arriving in the country.