“I guess he must be an Englishman,” remarked Mr. Nestor, with a laugh.

“Bless my dictionary, I should say so,” agreed Mr. Damon.  “Bloody, blooming ship!  The idea!”

“Well, I suppose we have scared the beasts,” said Tom.  “We ought to get out of the way.  Put her up, Ned, and we’ll come down some distance in advance.”

“Why, aren’t you going to take any more views of the elephants?”

“Yes, but I’ve got enough of a view from above.  Besides, I’ve got to put in a fresh reel of film, and I might as well get out of their sight to do it.  Maybe that will quiet them, and the hunters can turn them back toward the stockade.  If they do, I have another plan.”

“What is it?” his chum wanted to know.

“I’m going to make a landing, set up my camera at the entrance to the stockade, and get a series of pictures as the animals come in.  I think that will be a novelty.

“That certainly will,” agreed Mr. Nestor.  “I am sure Mr. Period will appreciate that.  But won’t it be dangerous, Tom?”

“I suppose so, but I’m getting used to danger,” replied our hero, with a laugh.

Ned put the ship high into the air, as Tom shut off the power from the camera.  Then the Flyer was sent well on in advance of the stampede of elephants, so they could no longer see it, or hear the throb of the powerful engines.  Tom hoped that this would serve to quiet the immense creatures.

As the travelers flew on, over the jungle, they could still hear the racket made by the hunters and beaters, and the shrill trumpeting of the elephants, as they crashed through the forest.

Tom at once began changing the film in the camera, and Ned altered the course of the airship, to send it back toward the stockade, which they had passed just before coming upon the herd of elephants.

I presume most of my readers know what an elephant drive is like.  A stockade, consisting of heavy trees, is made in the jungle.  It is like the old fashioned forts our forefathers used to make, for a defense against the Indians.  There is a broad entrance to it, and, when all is in readiness, the beaters go out into the jungle, with the white hunters, to round up the elephants.  A number of tame pachyderms are taken along to persuade the wild ones to follow.

Gradually the elephants are gathered together in a large body, and gently driven toward the stockade.  The tame elephants go in first, and the others follow.  Then the entrance is closed, and all that remains to be done is to tame the wild beasts, a not very easy task.

“Are you all ready?” asked Ned, after a bit, as he saw Tom come forward with the camera.

“Yes, I’m loaded for some more excitement.  You can put me right over the stockade now, Ned, and when we see the herd coming back I’ll go down, and take some views from the ground.”

“I think they’ve got ’em turned,” said Mr. Damon.  “It sounds as if they were coming back this way.”