Elephant dance (1937)

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able to us all day. Now there were currents going The every which way. Yes, he had turned up the bank. Elephants The game was up. He had smelled us. % But no. Halfway up the bank he paused and then. . . . The jungle screen along the river became alive, and drifting out of it and down the bank came the herd, more and more, until we counted more than fifty. I was glad my lens was so fast. Still the light was terribly flat. The young elephants and babies sported in the water, their black heads bobbed up and down on the surface. The bank was steep and they climbed up on their knees and slid down on their haunches (by this time it was too dark to shoot any more so I just watched them), while three enormous cows stood guard on the bank, watching the children and throwing dust over themselves. The big tusker came wading along up river and told them it was time to get back. A younger tusker remained behind, long after the herd had disappeared — though his little sweetheart waited for him just at the jungle edge — and though we dismounted our camera and packed up and made no bones about noise, he was still there, keeping watch, when we left. But I forgot the bison — a magnificent bull, bold in Bison! the protection of the elephants — drinking his fill from the river, while his mate waited in the long grass where we could just see her horns. He drank and 121