e in battle with enraged baboons
who will hesitate to attack nothing upon one occasion, while upon
another a single gun shot will disperse hundreds of them.

Heretofore the Swedes had always watched near-by their trap, for as a
rule only the stronger bulls are thus caught, since in their greediness
they prevent the weaker from approaching the covered bait, and when
once within the ordinary rude trap woven on the spot of interlaced
branches they are able, with the aid of their friends upon the outside,
to demolish their prison and escape. But in this instance the trappers
had utilized a special steel cage which could withstand all the
strength and cunning of a baboon. It was only necessary, therefore, to
drive away the herd which they knew were surrounding the prison and
wait for their boys who were even now following them to the trap.

As they came within sight of the spot they found conditions precisely
as they had expected. A large male was battering frantically against
the steel wires of the cage that held him captive. Upon the outside
several hundred other baboons were tearing and tugging in his aid, and
all were roaring and jabbering and barking at the top of their lungs.

But what neither the Swedes nor the baboons saw was the half-naked
figure of a youth hidden in the foliage of a nearby tree. He had come
upon the scene at almost the same instant as Jenssen and Malbihn, and
was watching the activities of the baboons with every mark of interest.

Korak's relations with the baboons had never been over friendly. A
species of armed toleration had marked their occasional meetings. The
baboons and Akut had walked stiff legged and growling past one another,
while Korak had maintained a bared fang neutrality. So now he was not
greatly disturbed by the predicament of their king. Curiosity prompted
him to tarry a moment, and in that moment his quick eyes caught the
unfamiliar coloration of the clothing of the two Swedes behind a bush
not far from him. Now he was all alertness. Who were these
interlopers? What was their business in the jungle of the Mangani?
Korak slunk noiselessly around them to a point where he might get their
scent as well as a better view of them, and scarce had he done so when
he recognized them--they were the men who had fired upon him years
before. His eyes blazed. He could feel the hairs upon his scalp
stiffen at the roots. He watched them with the intentness of a panther
about to