the land of footprints-第19章
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e folded lion skin leading the way； those bearing the waterbuck trophy and meat bringing up the rear。 They kept up an undertone of humming in a minor key； occasionally breaking into a short musical phrase in full voice。
We rode an hour。 The camp looked very cool and inviting under its wide high trees； with the river slipping by around the islands of papyrus。 A number of black heads bobbed about in the shallows。 The small fires sent up little wisps of smoke。 Around them our boys sprawled； playing simple games； mending； talking； roasting meat。 Their tiny white tents gleamed pleasantly among the cool shadows。
I had thought of riding nonchalantly up to our own tents； of dismounting with a careless word of greeting…
〃Oh； yes；〃 I would say； 〃we did have a good enough day。 Pretty hot。 Roy got a fine waterbuck。 Yes； I got a lion。〃 （Tableau on part of Billy。）
But Memba Sasa used up all the nonchalance there was。 As we entered camp he remarked casually to the nearest man。
〃Bwana na piga simba…the master has killed a lion。〃
The man leaped to his feet。
〃Simba！ simba！ simba！〃 he yelled。 〃Na piga simba！〃
Every one in camp also leaped to his feet； taking up the cry。 》From the water it was echoed as the bathers scrambled ashore。 The camp broke into pandemonium。 We were surrounded by a dense struggling mass of men。 They reached up scores of black hands to grasp my own； they seized from me everything portable and bore it in triumph before me…my water bottle； my rifle； my camera； my whip； my field glasses； even my hat； everything that was detachable。 Those on the outside danced and lifted up their voices in song； improvised for the most part； and in honor of the day's work。 In a vast swirling； laughing； shouting； triumphant mob we swept through the camp to where Billy…by now not very much surprised…was waiting to get the official news。 By the measure of this extravagant joy could we gauge what the killing of a lion means to these people who have always lived under the dread of his rule。
X。 LIONS
A very large lion I killed stood three feet and nine inches at the withers； and of course carried his head higher than that。 The top of the table at which I sit is only two feet three inches from the floor。 Coming through the door at my back that lion's head would stand over a foot higher than halfway up。 Look at your own writing desk； your own door。 Furthermore； he was nine feet and eleven inches in a straight line from nose to end of tail； or over eleven feet along the contour of the back。 If he were to rise on his hind feet to strike a man down； he would stand somewhere between seven and eight feet tall； depending on how nearly he straightened up。 He weighed just under six hundred pounds； or as much as four well…grown specimens of our own 〃mountain lion。〃 I tell you this that you may realize； as I did not； the size to which a wild lion grows。 Either menagerie specimens are stunted in growth； or their position and surroundings tend to belittle them； for certainly until a man sees old Leo in the wilderness he has not understood what a fine old chap he is。
This tremendous weight is sheer strength。 A lion's carcass when the skin is removed is a really beautiful sight。 The great muscles lie in ropes and bands； the forearm thicker than a man's leg； the lithe barrel banded with brawn； the flanks overlaid by the long thick muscles。 And this power is instinct with the nervous force of a highly organized being。 The lion is quick and intelligent and purposeful； so that he brings to his intenser activities the concentration of vivid passion； whether of anger； of hunger or of desire。
So far the opinions of varied experience will jog along together。 At this point they diverge。
Just as the lion is one of the most interesting and fascinating of beasts； so concerning him one may hear the most diverse opinions。 This man will tell you that any lion is always dangerous。 Another will hold the king of beasts in the most utter contempt as a coward and a skulker。
In the first place； generalization about any species of animal is an exceedingly dangerous thing。 I believe that； in the case of the higher animals at least； the differences in individual temperament are quite likely to be more numerous than the specific likenesses。 Just as individual men are bright or dull； nervous or phlegmatic； cowardly or brave； so individual animals vary in like respect。 Our own hunters will recall from their personal experiences how the big bear may have sat down and bawled harmlessly for mercy； while the little unconsidered fellow did his best until finished off： how one buck dropped instantly to a wound that another would carry five miles： how of two equally matched warriors of the herd one will give way in the fight； while still uninjured； before his perhaps badly wounded antagonist。 The casual observer might…and often does…say that all bears are cowardly； all bucks are easily killed； or the reverse； according as the god of chance has treated him to one spectacle or the other。 As well try to generalize on the human race…as is a certain ecclesiastical habit…that all men are vile or noble； dishonest or upright； wise or foolish。
The higher we go in the scale the truer this individualism holds。 We are forced to reason not from the bulk of observations； but from their averages。 If we find ten bucks who will go a mile wounded to two who succumb in their tracks from similar hurts； we are justified in saying tentatively that the species is tenacious of life。 But as experience broadens we may modify that statement； for strange indeed are runs of luck。
For this reason a good deal of the wise conclusion we read in sportsmen's narratives is worth very little。 Few men have experience enough with lions to rise to averages through the possibilities of luck。 ESPECIALLY is this true of lions。 No beast that roams seems to go more by luck than felis leo。 Good hunters may search for years without seeing hide nor hair of one of the beasts。 Selous； one of the greatest； went to East Africa for the express purpose of getting some of the fine beasts there； hunted six weeks and saw none。 Holmes of the Escarpment has lived in the country six years； has hunted a great deal and has yet to kill his first。 One of the railroad officials has for years gone up and down the Uganda Railway on his handcar； his rifle ready in hopes of the lion that never appeared； though many are there seen by those with better fortune。 Bronson hunted desperately for this great prize； but failed。 Rainsford shot no lions his first trip； and ran into them only three years later。 Read Abel Chapman's description of his continued bad luck at even seeing the beasts。 MacMillan； after five years' unbroken good fortune； has in the last two years failed to kill a lion； although he has made many trips for the purpose。 F。 told me he followed every rumour of a lion for two years before he got one。 Again； one may hear the most marvellous of yarns the other way about…of the German who shot one from the train on the way up from Mombasa； of the young English tenderfoot who； the first day out； came on three asleep； across a river； and potted the lot； and so on。 The point is； that in the case of lions the element of sheer chance seems to begin earlier and last longer than is the case with any other beast。 And； you must remember； experience must thrust through the luck element to the solid ground of averages before it can have much value in the way of generalization。 Before he has reached that solid ground； a man's opinions depend entirely on what kind of lions he chances to meet； in what circumstances； and on how matters happen to shape in the crowded moments。
But though lack of sufficiently extended experience has much to do with these decided differences of opinion； I believe that misapprehension has also its part。 The sportsman sees lions on the plains。 Likewise the lions see him； and promptly depart to thick cover or rocky butte。 He comes on them in the scrub； they bound hastily out of sight。 He may even meet them face to face； but instead of attacking him； they turn to right and left and make off in the long grass。 When he follows them； they sneak cunningly away。 If； added to this； he has the good luck to kill o
