“Hmm!” Mr. Holton considered for a minute.
“Why not do it, Howard?” asked Joe’s father. “After all, this is a wonderful opportunity for the boys to take movies. And while we’re waiting here, you and I can look around for new specimens.”
“I’m willing,” Mr. Lewis said. “We can pitch our tents a few hundred yards from here so as not to be too near and frighten the animals.”
Noko found a suitable camping spot quite a distance away. After the tents were erected he set out with Mr. Lewis to explore the surrounding country for wild life. Bob and Joe remained behind with Mr. Holton to “take it easy,” as Joe remarked.
Late that afternoon Mr. Lewis and the native returned with several interesting specimens, among them being a peculiar bird that so far as the naturalists knew was unknown to the civilized world.
“Now’s when our work comes in,” remarked Bob, as he and Joe started down the path. “We’re going to construct a thorn enclosure near that water hole. Then we can hide behind it and wait for animals to come tonight to drink. That way we can take moving pictures of them without their suspecting us.”
“Good idea,” said his father. “Need any help?”
Bob shook his head and with his chum walked to the water hole. There they built a boma, behind which they could hide. They made it look very natural, so that animals would not become suspicious.
After an early supper the naturalists and their sons went to the water hole to wait, leaving Noko behind with the safari.
Twilight came, and with it a brilliant moon. Darkness soon fell over the vast forest.