adjusted the deflecting rudder to send the airship down.
"It won't last much longer at the rate they feat," spoke the young inventor with a laugh. "I never saw such fellows for appetites! They seem to eat in their sleep."
There were many dead buffaloes, but there was no fear that the meat, which was much prized by the Africans, would be wasted. Already the natives were coming from their hiding places, knowing that the danger was over. Once more they sang the praises of the mighty white hunters, and the magical air craft in which they moved about.
With the elephants previously killed, the buffaloes provided material for a great feast, preparations for which were at once gotten under way, in spite of the fact that the blacks had hardly stopped eating since the big hunt began. But it was about all they had to do.
Some of the buffaloes were very large, and there were a number of pairs of fine horns. Tom and Ned had some of the blacks cut them off for trophies, and they were stored in the airship together with the ivory.
Becoming rather tired of seeing so much feasting, our friends bade the Africans farewell the next day, and once more resumed their
