“I’m sure they will,” said Mary’s father.  “Get some peaceful scenes, by all means.”

They sailed on for several days, taking a number of pictures from the airship, when they passed over a part of the country where the view was magnificent, and finally, stopping at a good sized village they learned that, about ten miles out, was a district where antelope abounded.

“We’ll go there,” decided Tom, “and I’ll take the camera around with me on a sort of walking trip.  In that way I’ll get a variety of views, and I can make a good film.”

This plan was followed out.  The airship came to rest in a beautiful green valley, and Ned and Tom, with Mr. Damon, who begged to be taken along, started off.

“You can follow me in about half an hour, Koku,” said Tom, “and carry the camera back.  I guess you can easily pick up our trail.”

“Oh, sure,” replied the giant.  Indeed, to one who had lived in the forest, as he had all his life, before Tom found him, it was no difficult matter to follow a trail, such as the three friends would leave.

Tom found signs that showed him where the antelopes were in the habit of passing, and, with Ned and Mr. Damon, stationed himself in a secluded spot.

He had not long to wait before a herd of deer came past.  Tom took many pictures of the graceful creatures, for it was daylight now, and he needed no light.  Consequently there was nothing to alarm the herd.

After having made several films of the antelope, Tom and his two companions went farther on.  They were fortunate enough to find a place that seemed to be a regular playground of the deer.  There was a large herd there, and, getting as near as he dared, Tom focused his camera, and began taking pictures.

“It’s as good as a play,” whispered Mr. Damon, as he and Ned watched the creatures, for they had to speak quietly.  The camera made scarcely any noise.  “I’m glad I came on this trip.”

“So am I,” said Ned.  “Look, Tom, see the mother deer all together, and the fawns near them.  It’s just as if it was a kindergarten meeting.”

“I see,” whispered Tom.  “I’m getting a picture of that.”

For some little time longer Tom photographed the deer, and then, suddenly, the timid creatures all at once lifted up their heads, and darted off.  Tom and Ned, wondering what had startled them, looked across the glade just in time to see a big tiger leap out of the tall grass.  The striped animal had been stalking the antelope, but they had scented him just in time.

“Get him, Tom,” urged Ned, and the young inventor did so, securing several fine views be. fore the tiger bounded into the grass again, and took after his prey.

“Bless my china teacup!  What’s that!” suddenly cried Mr. Damon.  As he spoke there was a crashing in the bushes and, an instant later as two-horned rhinoceros sprang into view, charging straight for the group.

“Look out!” yelled Ned.