National Geographic : 1967 Oct
Mandrare, the forest was normal. Green leaved deciduous trees replaced the spiked, tortuous monstrosities of the Foret Epineuse. Forest Preserve for Furry Acrobats It was here, in a forest reserve, that I first saw a lemur. We walked slowly down a woodland ridge. The carpet of mold and rot ting leaves muffled our footsteps. A flash of yellow-brown shot over our heads, and I looked up into the round staring eyes of a sifaka (Propithecus verreauxi). The lemur, about the size of a cat, with thick, tawny fur and a black face, clung to a branch and stared down through unwink- ing golden eyes (next page). His head with its pointed snout looked more vulpine than mon keylike. He bobbed his head once like a hawk and uttered the call that gives him his Mala gasy name: SEE-fahk! With a guttural chuk, another lemur, slight ly bigger and with a spectacular long tail ringed in black and white, landed beside him. "That is a maky, Lemur catta," said M. de Heaulme. "There are probably a thousand of them in this reserve, and at least 500 sifaka." The maky had a little one clinging to the thick fur on her back; it regarded us with questioning round eyes. When they had looked long enough, the lemurs made off, leaping 473 eroded buttes guard the edge of a vast fault that cleaves this south-central cattle country. KODACHROME BY ALBERTMOLDVAY( N.G.S .