RowLanp WaRD & Co. LIMITED “THE JUNGLE” 366 PiccADILLY, LONDON iiROUGH JUNGLE AND: -DESERT ) ROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT. Fay “BY. oe WILLIAM ASTOR CHANLER OS or NE. (Harv), ERGS: : HONORARY MEMEER Or THE, IMPERIAL AND. ROYAL GEOGRAPHICAL ; fie aA Ty Society OF VIENNA thcdineawinee xxxiv. 1X) “MACMILLAN | AND CO. Lp. (NEW YORK: MACMIDLAM: AML GP, ) 1806 Bd Wiggs: Feernens ay sia a PAO pce eh nc ee SL NALIESAND Ra Came eer erences ena ee enki nem ii OwuGh JUNGLE AND DES ERD ied eS INGE AS TERN. APRICA BY WiLDEVAM ASTOR CHANLER A.M. (Harv.), F.R.G.S. HONORARY MEMBER OF THE IMPERIAL AND ROYAL GEOGRAPHICAL SOCIETY OF VIENNA WITH ILLUSTRATIONS FROM PHOTOGRAPHS TAKEN BY THE AUTHOR AND MAPS “When I travelled I saw many things; and I understand more than I can express”’ EcCLESIASTICUS Xxxiv. I London VACWIEEAN AND ‘CO: Lrp. NEW YORK: MACMILLAN AND CO. 1896 All rights reserved CopyRIGHT, 1896, | By MACMILLAN AND CO. Norwood ress J. §. Cushing & Co. — Berwick & Smith Norwood Mass. U.S.A. TO JUDGE (CHARLES: P.. DALY. PRESIDENT OF THE AMERICAN GEOGRAPHICAL SOCIETY IN RECOGNITION OF MUCH KINDLY ADVICE AND ENCOURAGEMENT THIS NARRATIVE OF TWO YEARS’ WORK IN AFRICA IS DEDICATED BY THE AUTHOR le Reh eA Cale: In giving this book to the press I gratefully acknowl- edge the help I have received in preparing it from numerous friends, and especially from the Hon. Theo- dore Roosevelt, to whose encouragement and advice its present appearance is largely due. THE AUTHOR. CONTENTS PAGE CHAPTER: I: ; : ; ; : , : : : I CHAPTER II : ‘ 3 ‘ ‘ : : - 40 CHAPTER III ; : ; : i g : , = | 46 CHAPTER IV : : ‘ : : : ; : an EL, CHAPTER |v. : ; ; 5 : : : : oe SA CHAPTER VI : ; 3 : : : : é 54203 CHAPTER VII : ; ‘ ‘ : : . : 200 CHAPTER VII): : : : j : 5 ; eg27 CHAPTER IX : : : : : : : : - 378 CHAPTER X . : : ; : : , : : - 448 CHAPTER XI : : : ‘ : 3 ; : . 482 INDEX . 6 ‘ : ‘ 3 : : ‘ : 52 EIS OF Ter ustRATIONS William Astor Chanler : : : : : Frontispiece Lieutenant Ludwig von Hohnel . : : : : . Face Borassus Palm Outskirts of Lamu Type of Porter Whole Force of the Zanzibari Our Camp at Mkonumbi Somali Hut A Village of Mkonumbi Galla Girl . Our Pokomo Boatmen Vignette Village of Kinekombe Scene in Camp on the Coast Pokomo Boat Builders at Work . Our Canoes Camels on the March . Camp at Hameye My Whole Force drawn up. Hippopotamus Hunt on the Mackenzie River Hippopotamus Hunt on the Mackenzie River Acacia and Thorn Scrub xi PAGE xil LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS Baobab Tree Dhum Palm and Acacia Chanler Falls Canyon above Chanler Falls Dead Rhinoceros The Author, with Vanguard of Soudanese Camp on the Plain near Lorian Scene near Lorian Wamsara Elders Type of Landscape A Charge of Wamsara Mode of carrying the Sick . Porters on the March . Loading Camels — pile of ammunition in the foreground Unloading Camels — showing mode of carrying Berthon boat Scene on the Tana Native Huts of the Wa-daitcho Ant Hill Embe Girl carrying Wood . Our Camp at Daitcho Chief Natives of the Embe Embe Shepherds Liria, most Influential Man among the Embe An Embe Donkey Tent Boys . Oryx Beisa Dead Rhinoceros Unloading of Camels . Karscho Mahomet Aman PAGE LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS Scene in Camp . Guaso Nyiro River, near where we found Rendile Type of Landscape Native Bridge— a chasm in the Guaso Nyiro River Men playing Cards in Camp Scene on the Guaso Nyiro River Some of my Men with Ivory Donkeys crossing Dry River-bed In Trouble with our Donkeys At the Head-waters of the Mackenzie . Native Village — wall and gateway Camp Scene at Daitcho Soudanese Guard at Gate Daitcho Dancing Daitcho Dancing The Leader of the Dance Daitcho Ladies in Full Ball Costume . Beri-Beri, Medicine-man and Poisoner of the Daitcho . Cervicapra Chanleri Scene on the Tana Scene on the Tana Country near Guaso Nyiro River Large Baobab Tree Wakamba Warriors Bridge across the ‘Tana Vignette Wakamba Medicine-men Dick’s Grave at Mwyru Mgundu Ramazan and Mgundu xlv LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS PAGE Cocoanut-oil Mill : : : : F ; : F ; SOL Variety of Porters’ Habitations . : : : : ; 2 Sie Vignette. ; , : ; : ; F : ; . 516 Map of Tana District and Northeastern Kenya Region. General View of East Africa, showing the Route of the Expedition. Ds ; G . y rt i xy ; <4 ‘ ' o : / \ " x y i. ter / : : (es x : \ LIEUTENANT LUDWIG VON HOHNEL THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT —-0 594, 0-0-——_. CHAPTER 1 Tue journey the description of which will be found in the following pages was one planned and undertaken by me in codperation with Lieutenant von Hodhnel, for the purpose of adding something to the world’s knowledge of that portion of East Africa hitherto unexplored, lying between the Tana and Juba rivers. Lieutenant von Héhnel, my companion upon this journey, is an officer in the Imperial and Royal Austro- Hungarian Navy. In the year 1888 he accompanied Count Teleki, an Hungarian nobleman, upon an expe- dition into East Africa, which lasted nearly two years, as a result of which much was added to the scientific knowledge of this portion of that continent, especially by the discovery of the great lakes Rudolph and Stephanie. The wonderfully exact map made by Lieu- tenant von Hohnel attracted the attention of all geog- raphers to his work; and the book descriptive of that journey added greatly to his fame, and conveyed a vast amount of new and interesting information. My journey was undertaken purely in the interest of science, and, such being the case, I esteemed myself B au NS THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. most fortunate in securing the codperation of Lieu- tenant von Hodhnel. What he accomplished for geog- raphy will be seen from an inspection of the maps accompanying this volume. But one other white man accompanied us; this was my servant, George Galvin, an American boy nineteen ‘1 sy Vy EN AlZ WS VF say ik IN NSS i "es AWW SOAP y LSS SNE VAG / ERK WS XN i WS WQS BORASSUS PALM years of age. He had accompanied me upon my first expedition to Africa, at which time he was but sixteen years of age, and had not only proved himself capable, in an astonishing degree, of withstanding the hardships incident to African travel, but had also developed marked capability in the work connected with the I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 3 caravan. Throughout the narrative, I shall speak of him as George; and as the story progresses, the reader will be able to judge of his behaviour. The expedition of Count Teleki and Lieutenant von Hohnel determined the northern limit of the Masai race, and penetrated almost to the regions inhabited by the Galla. Between Lakes Rudolph and Stephanie and the Indian Ocean there lies a large area of country, which until our journey had resisted attempts at explo- ration. The natives inhabiting that portion of the OUTSKIRTS OF LAMU coast are Somali, and they proved in every way hostile to Europeans. Baron Vanderdecken had met_ his death at Bardera, a few miles from the coast, in the year 1867. Since that time few efforts had been made, and they were attended with anything but success. Both Lieutenant von Héhnel and I had had some experience in African travel, and we decided that an exploration of this part of the country was feasible, provided entrance was made south of the region over which the Somali held sway. The River Tana, which flows from Mount Kenya to the Indian. Ocean, had been proved by the journeys of Denhardt, Peters, and 4 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT * CHAP. Dundas to be navigable for more than 200 miles from the sea; and, in consequence, it seemed to us a suitable point at which to commence our journey. It was our intention to ascend the river, and, upon reaching the limits of navigation, to strike to the north, and penetrate as far as possible into the interior. From information received, we had come to the con- clusion that the Somali tribes did not extend their wanderings many miles from the coast lying between Kismayu and Lamoo, at the mouth of the Tana River, and that the Juba River formed the southern boundary of the wanderings of the Somali inhabiting the country immediately south of Berbera; so that, by taking the Tana route, we should effect an entrance into the country without coming into contact with the Somali. Of the tribes inhabiting the country between the Juba and the Tana rivers we had no definite knowl- edge. Lieutenant von Hohnel and Count Teleki, on their former journey along the eastern shore of Lake Rudolph, saw signs and gathered intelligence of a large tribe called Rendile. The exact habitat of this tribe was unknown, but they were supposed to range from Lake Stephanie, in the north, to some point near Mount Kenya, in the south. They were said to be possessed of vast herds of camels, horses, donkeys, sheep, goats, and cattle. This wealth had made them the object of attacks from the Somali on the coast, and from the Masai and other tribes lying to the south and west of them. Owing to this fact, it was said, they were con- tinually on the move — stopping but long enough in one place to exhaust the pasturage, and then moving on again in search of food and water for their flocks. I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 5 The presence of this tribe in the part of the country to which I have referred we took for granted; and the fact that they were possessed of beasts of burden, suitable for the purposes of a caravan, entered largely into our calculations. In the make-up and personnel of our caravan we had so arranged matters that, upon meeting this tribe, we might renew our means of porterage (sure to be weak- ened and reduced by the journey); we hoped that our caravan, strengthened by this means, would be enabled to proceed without difficulty for a great distance and length of time in search of fresh fields for exploration. Both Lieutenant von Hohnel and I had come to the conclusion, that the use of men as a means of porterage was not only troublesome and costly, but, from the very exigencies of African travel, cruel in the extreme. Our ideas then turned in the direction of obviating, as far as possible, the necessity of using men; but not knowing whether the climatic conditions of the country lying be- tween the coast and the Rendile (from whom we hoped to purchase cattle, etc.) were suited for beasts of burden, we were forced to employ, at least for the outset of our expedition, men for the transportation of our goods. To these we added fifteen camels, fifty donkeys, and ten oxen. The porters used in East Africa are the people called “Zanzibari,” and made famous by Stanley and other travellers. Few of these people are natives of Zanzibar — being mostly slaves bought by the Arabs from the numerous tribes in the interior, and leased out by their masters as porters to any European making up a caravan. As is to be expected, their intelligence is not of a high order, and they are accustomed to but one 6 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. sort of work; namely, bearing burdens upon their heads and shoulders. We hoped, however, should we be fort- unate enough to reach the Rendile, and purchase camels from them, to instruct our porters in the care of these beasts, and, further, to use them, should necessity arise, as an armed force. For the management and care of the beasts of burden I engaged seven Somali. These people possess camels, flocks, and horses of their own at home, and conse- quently are well fitted for such work. Owing to the warlike nature of the tribes through which we expected to pass, we engaged twelve Soudanese soldiers from Mas- sowah. Thus my caravan was composed of three dis- tinct peoples. These we hoped to weld into one efficient whole, notwithstanding the fact that we had been warned that their cohesion was not to be expected in an African expedition, particularly when it is borne in mind that their customs as well as characters differ in a great degree. As the narrative of our journey progresses, it will be found which view was the correct one. The Tana River enters the Indian Ocean near the town of Lamoo, and we, pitched upon this place as the starting-point of our journey. The preparations for a journey of exploration in the interior of Africa cannot possess great attraction to the general reader, and, there- fore, little stress will be laid upon the detail. All the material which it was possible to procure in Europe had been purchased and packed either in Lon- don or in Vienna; and from these points we shipped them directly to Lamoo. There yet remained, however, the enlistment of men, the purchase of beasts of burden, with their pack-saddles, etce.. and a thousand and one I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA a little things which are procurable only on the coast of Africa. Through the kindness of the Italian authorities at Massowah, we were enabled to procure the Soudanese ; and it is not the fault of our kind friends there that the quality of these men was not better than it later proved. The Somali were engaged at Aden; there, likewise, we purchased the saddles for our camels and two horses. This portion of the work was attended to by Lieutenant von Hohnel —I going to Zanzibar to engage porters. I could not have chosen a more inopportune time for the enlistment of porters at Zanzibar. The British East Africa Company, bent upon the retention of Uganda, had practically exhausted the supply of porters, and a missionary Caravan was on the point of starting to the interior. Apparently, a porter was worth his weight in gold, and almost as difficult to procure as is that precious metal. However, I brought excellent letters to the au- thorities at Zanzibar, and my friend, Sir Gerald Portal (since deceased), was at that time the British Agent and Consul-General at this place. This gentleman offered me every assistance in his power, and instructed General Sir Lloyd Matthews, the efficient Prime Minister to the Sultan of Zanzibar, to throw the great weight of his local influence into the scales in my behalf. Moreover, the American Consul, Mr. Jones, procured me an audi- ence with His Highness the Sultan, Seyd Al, who kindly permitted me to enlist porters in my service. Although permission had been granted me, yet, in order not to excite the jealousy of others in search of por- ters, the enlistment of the men was carried on in a more or less secret manner. Runners were sent out to the neighbouring plantations with the news that an expedi- 8 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. tion having the sanction of the Government was about to be formed; and soon, by twos and threes, men came to my agents, received three months’ wages in advance, and signed on as porters. Each man brought with him, Wl as sponsor, some responsible person, who was held answer- able for his appearance on the day set for our departure from Zanzibar. SS SSS = ——~ It may have interest for some to state the wages paid these por- ters — each man re- SSS ceived twelve rupees per month. At. this time the rupee was low, and the equivalent of twelve rupees was somewhat less than $4.00, a sum which 1s there considered very good pay. If the porter is a free- TYPE OF PORTER man, he _ retains the entire amount received; if a slave, he must give one-half to his master. In the course of one month I secured 136 men—- though “man” is a term which could be properly ap- plied to but few; for, owing to the scarcity of material, in many instances I was compelled to accept mere youths and men of inferior physique. I TRAVELS [NV EASTERN AFRICA 9 As all readers of African travel are aware, the most important of the porters of a caravan is the headman. I had hoped to engage the headman of my former jour- ney, who had also accompanied Royal Phelps Carroll upon his shooting expedition to Masai Land. Unfortu- nately, he, being a slave, was at that time away upon a trading journey up-country in the service of his master. I deemed myself fortunate, however, in being able to se- cure the man who had performed the duties of second headman on my former journey—by name, Hamidi. He was a young and intelligent native of the Comoro Islands; he had served in many up-country expeditions, and had behaved, as far as my experience and the testi- mony of others went, in an efficient and trustworthy manner upon all occasions. To him I left the choice of three under-headmen. As his first lieutenant he chose one Mohamadi, who had been second headman on the unfortunate expedition which resulted in the death of Captain Stairs. The other two headmen were unknown to me, but I was assured by Hamidi that they were capable and trust- worthy. I succeeded in getting but one porter who had accom- panied me on my former journey, but was more fortu- nate in the matter of tent-boys, employed as body servants. Two of these are worthy of some mention — I refer to those attached to my own person, Sururu and Baraka. Sururu had served with Mr. Stanley three years on the Congo, and had been engaged in any num- ber of missionary caravans. He had on one occasion seen his master shot before his eyes during an Arab up- rising, had travelled more miles on foot than I care to 10 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. state, and carried with him testimonials of good conduct from every one he had served. In temperament he showed but few negro traits —he appeared to be actu- ally fond of work, and, until his allotted task was com- pleted, never allowed himself to rest. He was silent and attentive; somewhat stern with his fellow-servants during work time, but when work was over, and he was stretched at ease among his companions, he was one of the most garrulous talkers it has been my lot to hear. He had a round bullet-head, supported on the slightest possible frame; round, but intelligent, eyes; scarcely any nose; and lips full, to be sure, but firmly pressed _to- gether. The other boy, Baraka, was an absolute contrast to his companion, being strong and sturdily built. His ex- perience in caravan work was nearly as great as that of Sururu, but of a very different sort, for Baraka had been employed in every capacity, from that of donkey-boy to porter. His disposition was cheerful and even, and re- sembled in greater degree that of an American negro than any other native African I have met. For Lieu- tenant von Hohnel I was able to procure one of the ser- vants whom he had employed on his former journey. Lieutenant von Hohnel and I sailed from Europe on the 12th of June, 1892. On August 14 we reached Lamoo with all of the men and some of the beasts of burden. There we met George, who had arrived some days before with the goods from Europe. Town-life in Africa is not well suited to the native members of a caravan. Temptations, small to the civilized European, surround the native at every turn; so that it was with all speed that we shipped our men I TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA II and goods upon small native dhows, and transported them to a village called Mkonumbi, twenty-three miles from Lamoo and its dangerous allurements. Here we pitched our first camp. We had already ascertained that it was possible to buy camels at Kismayu, a little over 100 miles north of Lamoo. Shortly after our arrival at Mkonumbi, Lieutenant von Hohnel, attended by four of our Somali, set out by steamer for Kismayu in order to procure the camels. During his absence I devoted my time to put- ting the camp in order, and arranging everything for - our departure into the interior. Mkonumbi, till within a few years of our arrival, had been a portion of the Sultanate of Witu. The Sultan- ate of Witu consisted of the territory lying between the Tana River and the town of Lamoo. Its autonomy was not recognized by the Sultan of Zanzibar, who had at many different times sent expeditions thither for its subjugation; none of which, however, proved successful. In 1886 the Germans established a protectorate over this sultanate; and, following upon the protectorate, a number of Germans settled in the neighbourhood of Witu as colonists. In 1889, eleven of these settlers were murdered at the instigation of the Sultan, Fumo Omari by name. By treaty, dated 1890, Witu was transferred by the Germans to the British, who at once sent an expedition for the punishment of the natives who had murdered the eleven Europeans. This expedition was crowned with the usual success of such undertakings. The town of Witu was totally destroyed, and the Sultan, Fumo Omari, together with most of his followers, fled to the 12 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. I forests of Pumwani, in the immediate neighbourhood, where he made a stand. At the time of my arrival he was said to have 1000 guns at his command. His followers, thus armed, he employed for the most part in ravaging the neighbour- ing Arab plantations and native villages. What plunder, such as slaves, etc., he managed to acquire by these raids, he exchanged with the Somali for ivory, guns, caps, powder, and lead. The Somali with whom he traded came from points as far north as Kismayu. One of their number, Bar- falatta by name, finding the business engaged in by the Sultan of Witu profitable, attracted to himself a number of runaway slaves and renegade Arabs. With these he established himself at a point not far from Pumwani, called Jongeni. Both of these places, Pumwani and Jongeni, were in the neighbourhood of Mkonumbi, where I pitched my first camp. The British East Africa Company, as a check upon these raids, had established upon the site of the old town of Witu a garrison consisting of 150 Indian soldiers, under the command of two officers. This force had had several engagements with the raiders established at Pumwani and Jongen1; but had been unable, owing to their small number and the difficult nature of the country, to drive the raiders from the territory. My arrival at Mkonumbi, with a respectable force at my command (160 men), was construed by the rival chiefs (Fumo Omari and Barfalatta) as a demonstra- tion of increased hostility on the part of the Europeans; and, perhaps in consequence, the raids during my stay at Mkonumbi became fewer and upon a smaller scale. INVEIZNVZ AHL AO AONOY AIOHM ae See - eee = CHAP. I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA i The town of Lamoo is situated about twenty-three miles from Mkonumbi, on an island bearing the same name. It is inhabited by a people very different from the Arabs of Zanzibar. While it is true there are some pure-blooded Arabs among them, yet most of the people are the product of union between Arabs and natives of the islands of Lamoo, Manda, Patta, and Siu. It is un- certain whence the natives of these islands originally came. They are lighter in colour than the inhabitants of the coast, more intelligent, and, in a degree, their life is more civilized. In the native manufactures they ex- cel; and the caps and sandals of better manufacture worn in Zanzibar all come from these islands. They are a light-hearted and treacherous race. They carry to a much higher point than the natives of any other portion of the coast of East Africa ideas of organized amusement. As far as it went, they had a keen idea of sport. On certain days of the year they had boat races, foot races, and matches of all sorts, in which both sexes took part. It is needless to add that their morals were of the lowest possible order. The governor of the town of Lamoo was a cousin of the Sultan of Zanzibar, by name Abdullah Ben Hamed. The British East Africa Company had leased the trading rights of the coast from the Sultan of Zanzibar. At the town of Lamoo this company was represented by two officials, who, through the influence of the Arab governor, and by his assistance, managed to preserve some sort of discipline and order there. Be- side these two representatives of the British East Africa Company, two other Europeans resided there, Germans, named Teide and Denhardt, engaged in trade 16 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. with the natives, and in the management of several plantations. Gustave Denhardt, in company with his brother and the late Dr. Fischer, had been the first to ascend the Tana River. At this time he had been a resident of that portion of the country about twelve years; during which period he had endeared himself to the natives, and had acquired a considerable influence over them. Both Messrs. Denhardt and Teide proved of the great- est assistance to our expedition, and we are much indebted to them for their kind offices. Having decided to make use of the Tana River as a means of transporting a portion of our goods a distance of 200 miles into the interior, it became necessary for me to engage canoes and boatmen for the purpose. Shortly after my arrival at Mkonumbi, Mr. Denhardt and I set out for Kau, on the banks of the Tana River, to arrange our little river column. We engaged eight large dug-outs; and, through Mr. Denhardt’s relations with the natives inhabiting this portion of the banks of the Tana, I was enabled to engage twenty boatmen. These people are called Pokomo. They are here small cultivators, and derive most of the means for their subsistence from their canoes, which are much in demand to convey the produce (such as rice, corn, etc.) grown near the banks of the Tana at inland points to the coast, whence it is shipped to Lamoo. Living, as they do, in small, ill-protected villages, they are an easy mark for the raiders from Pumwani and Jongeni; who, when the crops are ripe, swarm down upon the Pokomo, and force them to cut their crops and carry them away to these two towns. In physique, as a I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 17 result of their canoe labour, these people are wonder- fully developed. I placed in charge of the Pokomo, as captain of the fleet, a native of Kau, Zanzibari in race, named Sadi. He was a suave, good-mannered, and at the same time trustworthy negro, who had accompanied Messrs. Den- hardt and Fischer upon their first trip up the Tana, and had since then been engaged in many trading expeditions. He spoke the language of the Pokomo, and was loved and respected by them. He was par- ticularly proud of his birth, and with great satisfaction did he mention the fact that his sister had at one time been a concubine of the former Sultan of Zanzibar. Having arranged for the presence of the canoes and their crews at Kau upon a date in the near future, we returned to Mkonumbi. Surrounding Mkonumbi is an undulating plain, covered, for the most part, with high grass, the conti- nuity of which is at a few points broken by small groups of dhum palms. Here and there, bordering upon swamps and small streams, were found forests composed of tall sycamores and other trees, whose branches, burdened with trailing vines and creepers, were filled with hordes of small monkeys and birds of gayly coloured plumage. The appearance of the country as a whole would not be called tropical, at least at the time of the year when I visited it; namely, the middle of the dry ‘season. | Owing to the raids of the Pumwani and Jongeni people, cultivation of the soil was carried on but in a meagre manner. In former days, when the Sultan of Witu held sway, the whole country was covered with Cc 18 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. I plantations devoted to the cultivation of Indian corn, millet, and tobacco; and before the herds of the people were destroyed by the cattle plague, which occurred in 1889, many thousands of cattle, sheep, and goats were raised. At that time this country was one of the richest on the east coast of Africa. In the midst of this vast plain, now covered with tall grass, may yet be found stalks of wild millet and stunted Indian corn, which lend their testimony to the fact that what is now but a prairie had once been the scene of considerable agri- cultural industry. Along the banks of the Tana, and for some distance to the eastward, dense forests are to be found, where the rubber plant is plentiful. Our camp at Mkonumbi was 200 to 300 yards from the shore, along which were scattered fifty or sixty palm-thatched huts. These comprised the village of Mkonumbi. In the centre of our camp rose two large mango trees, whose thick branches afforded a grateful shade from the tropical sun. Under these trees we pitched our three tents. A space of three acres in extent was cleared of grass and brush, and fenced in by a strong thorn hedge. Around the inner side of this enclosure we placed the huts, thatched with straw or palm leaves, for the use of the porters. Two gates, one on the side toward the river, and the other on the opposite side of the camp, were guarded by my Soudanese. In front of our tents, in a space left open for that purpose, were placed the tents in which were stored the ammunition, trading-goods, and provisions. In one corner of our camp was placed a square, box- like edifice, constructed from camel saddles. This was the habitation of the Somali. IGWANOMJN LY dWVD Ano aff pie | | ne ee ALY ying Na Zul Mi Ml Sizer poh mg fe ah ng is MMU LIS Tih rae 6, AES Wihyilxecrrr ' age his =: “. 5 re a ee 3 . CHAP. I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 21 Upon arriving at Mkonumbi, I had the roll called and arranged the men in alphabetical order, giving to each a number. This number I had stamped upon the outfit given to each man. The outfit consisted of a Werndl carbine, a belt, cartridge-box, bayonet, and water-bottle. The Soudanese I armed with Mannlicher repeating rifles of the latest pattern. Moreover, they were clad in a species of uniform, which, though it may sound ridiculous in civilization, was the pride of the Soudanese, and the envy and admiration of all behold- ers. This uniform consisted first of baggy trousers of Turkish pattern made of white cotton drill; putties, such as are worn by the Indian army, encasing their calves; a long, blue, butcher’s jumper, reaching nearly to the knees, and a bright red fez placed on their heads. They were particularly pleased with the fez, which was identical with the headgear of the Egyptian army. Wearing it once more made them forget that they had ever revolted against His Highness, the Khedive, and consider that in some way I was connected with his government. Most of my twelve Soudanese, as I after- wards discovered, were ex-Mahdists, some of whom had taken part in the battle against General Hicks, while others boasted of having slain British soldiers at Abu- klea, and in the fights about Suakim. The Soudanese were tall, martial-looking men, wild- eyed and savage, to be sure, but in appearance, at least, accustomed to the discipline of a soldier. In a short time, however, I learned that their martial bearing was more the result of a defiant spirit than of any concep- tion of soldierly obedience. The chief of the Soudanese gloried in the title, Balook Bashi. He had seen service N wN THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. with the Italians, and, as I afterwards learned, had been dismissed for continued drunkenness and chronic ineff- ciency. His name was Mahomet el Hussein. He had been placed in command of the men at the time of their engagement in compliance with their expressed wish; and they had sworn to obey him and, through him, the Europeans connected with the expedition. It was soon made manifest why he had been the choice of the men as their officer. He disclosed won- derful capabilities for incessant importuning, never, as he persistently declared, in his own behalf, but in the interest of his devoted followers. Day after day, when I left my tent in the morning, I would find him seated near its valance with an expression of modest depreca- tion upon his face. Upon seeing me, he would rise, salute in the most approved military fashion, and then, in a low, whining voice, he would proceed to unburden himself of a long list of complaints. His part of the conversation was carried on in the only language with which he was familiar— Arabic. At that time I was totally unacquainted with this tongue; so it became necessary at these recitals to call in the assistance of an interpreter. The interpreter to whom we had recourse was another of the Soudanese, named Ramazan, who, having seen service in German East Africa, spoke Swa- hili fluently —a language with which I was well con- versant. The difference between the Balook Bashi and his interpreter was very marked. Ramazan stood six feet two, without his sandals, was as black as coal, possessed fierce eyes and a smooth, round face. The Balook Bashi was the shortest of my Soudanese. His complexion was I TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA 23 of a chocolate colour; he carried his head forward, as though in the act of avoiding a blow; his eyes were furtive in expression, and the slightest movement of his hands seemed to lead to a deprecating shrug of his shoulders. He alone, of all my Soudanese, lacked the martial bearing of a soldier. During these interviews, Ramazan translated fluently and, as far as possible, with dignity the ridiculous com- plaints of his superior. After a short experience I came to the conclusion that, although it would be impol- itic to check these complaints, it was a prodigal waste of time to listen to them. So, at the end of a long harangue, I would dismiss Mahomet el Hussein with as pleasant a smile as I could conjure up, and an assur- ance that I would look into the matter. This method of dealing with the complaints achieved the result antici- pated and intended. The men, discovering that their choice of Balook Bashi was an unsatisfactory one, treated this officer with all the contempt he deserved, and paved a way toward a change of my relations with them. Find- ing the complaints made through their chief officer were unheeded, the Soudanese began to come individually to make their statements, and by this means I was able to gather a more or less clear knowledge of the indi- vidual character of each. One among the Soudanese, Juma Moussa by name, I soon discovered was at the bottom of every complaint made, no matter by which of the men it was presented. This man was a native of Wadai,a kingdom situated in the very centre of Africa, and lying between the province of Bahr el Ghazal and the kingdom of Bornu. In early youth he had wandered with a caravan to 24 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. Suakim, where he had been promptly sold as a slave, and sent to Jiddah. There he spent many years as a soldier in the body-guard of one of the chief Arabs, acquiring, as may be supposed, all the habits and man- ners of a soldier of fortune. He eventually made his escape from Jiddah, going to and settling in Massowah, over which place the Italians exercised a protectorate. He there learned the trade of a stone-mason, at which, it was reported, he was an adept; but his lawlessness and drunkenness were such that he spent much of his time in prison, and was finally dismissed from the town by the authorities. He, how- ever, made himself useful to them by stealing guns from the Mahdists, who at that time were stationed in the immediate neighbourhood of Massowah. As can well be imagined, this was an occupation which required the utmost daring and address; for, had he been captured, his life would have been forfeited. When engaged by Lieutenant von Hohnel, he had just completed a term in prison. He had enlisted with us only for the purpose of get- ting the advance money and promptly deserting. This resolution on his part, I am sorry to say, he was pre- vented from carrying into execution. He now longed to return to Massowah, and spared no pains to cause all the trouble and discontent possible among the Soudan- ese, with such end in view. In appearance, he was about forty years of age, tail and powerfully built, with small, ferocious eyes, a straight nose, a fierce moustache which would have brought pride and credit to any dragoon, and a sharply pointed beard. His voice was harsh, and his manner of speech that of a braggart. I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 25 Being voluble in conversation and cheery in manner towards his companions, he soon established an ascen- dency over them. Among the other Soudanese but two seem worthy of mention. Herella, a native of Darfertit, a country to the southward of Wadai, was about twenty-four years of age. He had served as a Mahdist, and was present at the defeat and death of Wad el Nejumi, who was one of Mahdi’s most trusted Ameers. Unlike the rest of the Soudanese, he made no pretence of being a Mohamme- dan, but frankly admitted that the people of his country ate pig (which means death to the followers of Islam); and added, with cheerful insistence, that a hungry stom- ach knew no law. He was one of the most perfect sav- ages I had then met. His bearing was at all times that of a wild animal, and his hatred of discipline was made manifest at every turn. Hussein Mahomet was the other; and he, perhaps, was the most serviceable type of any of my Soudanese. Born a Hadendowa (a tribe found near Suakim), he had from the first followed the fortunes of Osman Digna, his chief, in the wars of the Mahdi. Until the continued defeats which Osman Digna suffered at the hands of the English, and the death of the Mahdi, he had been thor- oughly convinced of the divine mission of the Mahdi, and the wickedness of all Europeans. When, however, his tribe was almost destroyed by incessant war, and his chief a fugitive, he decided to give up his allegiance, and trust himself to whatever treatment the Italians would accord. I found him stupid in the extreme; a fanatical Mohammedan, never so happy as when at prayer, but obedient and trustworthy to the last degree. 26 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. The men who proved the most useful in my caravan were the seven Somali. Two of these had served with Count Teleki and Lieutenant von Hohnel in the years 1888 and 1889; their names were Mohamet Aman and Karscho, The former of these I placed in command of his compatriots, and the latter I made my gun-bearer. Mohamet Aman was a very black fellow, some thirty years of age, with the well-developed head of his race, and very large, intelligent eyes. As a worker he was practically untiring. He was able to read the numerals SOMALI HuT on my boxes and loads, and capable of carrying in his head many details which a European would find it nec- essary to transmit to paper. His special province was the charge of all the goods. Karscho was tall, light in colour, possessed of really beautiful features of abso- lutely Caucasian type, and active and lithe as a panther. He was devotion itself, but lacked the qualities of pa- tience and self-control, which are so necessary for a leader. Another of the Somali was Achmet Dualla. He had been employed as a soldier with Dr. Peters’ expedition. He was very stupid, but willing and un- tiring in his work. The other four Somali lacked I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 27 distinctive characteristics, and need have no special mention. On August 24, 1892, Lieutenant von Hohnel arrived by steamer from Kismayu, bringing with him 15 camels and 10 fine oxen capable of bearing burdens. He had found Kismayu and the natives thereof in an excited state, and the reception accorded him was anything but friendly. The cause of this was soon made manifest. A Somali named Jama Yusuf, who had formerly served Count Teleki and Lieutenant von Hodhnel, but who was at this time employed as court interpreter at Mombasa, had sent a letter to the chiefs at Kismayu, warning them against us, and advising them to hinder our entrance into the country as far as lay in their power. Lieuten- ant von Hohnel, however, allayed their fears, and besides the purchase of the animals above mentioned, acquired some interesting information in regard to the country lying to the westward of Kismayu. Before the return of Lieutenant von Hohnel, life in camp at Mkonumbi had begun to assume a busy as- pect. I divided my porters into three companies, and, in order to render them accustomed to the word of com- mand, put them through simple drills daily. After a few days of this work I set about giving them instruc- tion in the use of their rifles, as but few had the slightest conception of the nature and purposes of the weapons. It took days before I could teach most of them the use of the sights. At the beginning many were actually unable to close but one eye; for, after closing one, the eyelid of the other invariably drooped until that eye too was shut; and to the very end of the expedition some two or three were forced to do their shooting with both 28 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. eyes open. Day after day I took them to a level spot near camp, and instructed them to load and raise their rifles to their shoulders, and aim at the word of com- mand. After two weeks of this sort of work I put up targets, and gave each of the men three shots. By this I learned that but a small number of them had derived any profit from the hours of toil which I had spent daily in their instruction. I discovered, nevertheless, that some thirty of them could hit a large packing-case at a distance of eighty yards, if given sufficient time to take aim. After the expenditure of 2000 rounds of ammunition I was compelled to satisfy myself with this result. The Soudanese, needless to say, were soon all excel- lent shots, and took a certain pride in their weapons. The Somali likewise readily acquired a good knowledge of shooting. I will outline a day of our life while in camp at Mko- numbi. At 5.30 A.M. the tomtom beat, and the porters fell in, drawn up in two companies. The roll was called by George, and he examined the rifles, pouches, water- bottles, and bayonets. Each man had a number, and all his outfit bore the same; so inspection was quickly made. Then I summoned the Soudanese, inspected their rifles, and told them the hour they were to drill. At 6 a.m. we had breakfast, consisting of eggs, bacon, coffee or tea,and jam. At 7 the Soudanese were drilled for two hours, and then one of the companies of porters was taken out and exercised until noon, when we had luncheon. This consisted of chicken and curried rice, with a bottle of mild beer, followed by a small cup of strong coffee and a cigarette. After luncheon we took I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 29 a short siesta, and then again to the drill-ground, where I gave the men a little target practice. In this work I was assisted by Lieutenant von Hohnel, and sometimes by George, when he was not engaged in arranging the boxes and loads. At 2 p.m. the tomtom was sounded, and the men again fell in for their rations. They were then mustered in companies by George, and each man was given a quart measure of millet and a bit of fish, or a measure of rice; and once a week I gave them tobacco. The Somali and Soudanese received a little better food than the porters. At pocho (ration) time the punishment due the men was meted out. For the first few days many cases of insubordination occurred, but promptness and severity soon taught the men that it was better to avoid giving offence. At 5 p.m. the cry of “ Watu wa gonjwa” (sick men) was heard throughout the camp. At this cry all the lame, the halt, and the blind assembled round the tent of Lieutenant von Hohnel, and received treatment for their several ailments. Many had ulcers, and a number of them had pulmonary complaints. We had a wonderful medicine chest, and. Lieutenant von Hohnel proved a really good physician. One of the greatest dangers incident to African travel is an outbreak of small-pox in one’s caravan. To ob- viate this dreaded disease, we had taken with us a large quantity of vaccine. With this we vaccinated one and all of our men; but without producing the slightest result. During our stay at Mkonumbi one of our por- ters died of some loathsome skin disease. His friends refused to have anything to do with him, saying that he 30 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. I had small-pox. Although we Europeans feared such was the case, we were forced, in order to restore con- fidence to our people, to treat this man ourselves ; and, happily, with no ill result. If there is one thing a native African likes more than any other, that thing is sympathy, be its form of expres- sion what it may; and in order to excite it, he will adopt any means, and go to any length. When our men first caught sight of the medicine chest, and the different-coloured medicines, the list of sick and ailing was enormous. A few doses of the most nauseous drugs, however, soon reduced the list of applicants to reasonable proportions, which saved our stock of medi- cine from premature exhaustion. As the day set for our departure from Mkonumbi drew near, I sent sixty loads of millet and forty-one loads of my trading-goods to Kau, the point at which it had been arranged the canoes should be in readiness. I placed in charge of these Mohamet Aman and four Zanzibari. These men I instructed to convey the © canoes to Kinakombe, distant up the Tana some eighty miles. At specified points along the route they were to deposit with the natives stores of food for my caravan ; and upon reaching Kinakombe they were to await my arrival. Reports had reached me that the inhabitants of the Tana district were starving, and would therefore be unable to sell food; for, owing to the repeated raids of the Pumwani and Jongeni people, they had not been permitted to devote the usual time to the culti- vation of crops. To obviate this we sent these canoe- loads of food. TAWONOMIW AO AOVITIA V CHAP. I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 33 All the goods purchased in London or Vienna had been packed in serviceable and easily opened wooden boxes. The material purchased in Zanzibar was sewn in strong canvas, the average weight of a load being sixty- five pounds. On the march, a porter beside this load carried his rifle, whatever clothing he had for the journey, and rations for from three to six days, as occasion demanded. This brought the total weight of the burden borne by each man to about eighty pounds. To the European it may seem beyond the power of the ordinary man to bear this any length of time; but these porters, having been from earliest youth accustomed to bear burdens upon their heads and shoulders, were capable of bearing in this manner a much greater weight and for a much longer time than would at first be supposed. The day preceding my departure, the Arab goy- ernor visited my camp. I took advantage of his pres- ence to ask him to give an address to my men, warning them against desertion, and threatening them with direst punishment, should they neglect his warning, or refuse to accept his advice. He made a speech which the porters received with impertinent grins, much to the chagrin of the Arab governor, and upon its conclusion they gave three loud and boisterous hurrahs. Abdul- lah Hamed, the governor, was much irritated, and the return of his accustomed good humour was delayed until after he had quaffed several glasses of sherbet and uncounted but numerous cups of coffee. At Lamoo I purchased a number of goats and sheep. These, added to my donkeys, horses, and camels, gave the camp a quite pastoral appearance. D 34 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. We had brought with us from Europe two long-haired retrievers, and at Aden Lieutenant von Hohnel had bought a little, bright-eyed fox-terrier. For the two weeks immediately preceding we had been drilling our men in loading and unloading the camels and donkeys. The camel saddles consisted of two heavy mats; the one placed next the animal’s back being made of long, soft grass, and the other, placed over this and next the load, of coarser text- ure. Over these mats four poles were placed, tied together at the upper end, each of which was six feet in length. The fastening at the upper ends of the poles was about one foot from their tips. The poles were then paired, one pair being taken forward, and securely tied to the rear of the fore-legs, and the other pair being carried back, and tied just in front of the hind legs, thus forming a skeleton pyramid. Upon these sticks the loads were bound. A camel can easily carry from 300 to 400 pounds; so we fastened from four to five loads upon each animal. The donkey saddles consisted of two bags made of untanned ox-hide joined together, and falling like pan- niers on each side of the beast’s back. In order to prevent friction and the consequent soreness of the animal, a pad of soft grass was placed between the donkey and the saddle. A breast strap and a breech- ing retained the saddle in proper position; and equal weights being placed in each pocket of the saddle, and the gait of the donkey being even, equilibrium was maintained, and their positions rarely had to be rearranged while on the march. I placed in charge of the donkeys three men well I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 35 accustomed to the care of such animals. These men had been, from earliest youth, traders of ivory and slaves in- Masai Land, and were one and all thor- oughly conversant with the Masai language. We expected to fall in with tribes familiar with this tongue during our journey, and their acquaintance with it was considered an advantage by us when we engaged them. At 5 o'clock, on the morning of September 18, the resounding tomtom broke the stillness of our camp. Soon the air was filled with cries; some of the porters shouting joyfully to one another, “Safari! Safari!” (Journey! Journey!); others, “Haya! Haya! Tuta fuata bwana baranai.” (Hasten! Hasten! We will follow master to the desert.) Even the laziest of the porters seemed glad we were to make a start, for to them a life on the coast without the pleasures of towns, coupled with the hard work incident to the preparation of a caravan for the march, had been te- dious in the extreme. Others feigned joy; for they but looked forward to the departure from Mkonumbi, and the march through the tall grass and_ thick coverts, as a means of happy deliverance from an expedition of whose outcome they were in total igno- rance. All the loads and pack-saddles had been laid out in orderly arrangement the night before; so that in little more than an hour all was ready for marching. The governor of Lamoo came to bid me God-speed, but in the hurry and bustle I fear he failed to have the courtesies offered him which his official dignity seemed to demand. He eyed the loads, however, with a longing expression. To him it seemed very ludicrous that any 36 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. to him to be vast wealth. He had, before this time, questioned me as to the contents of my boxes; and, despite the fact that I assured him they contained either food or supplies, he exchanged sly glances with his staff, and doubtless was fully convinced that they contained gold and precious stones. Having bade him farewell, I ordered the tomtom to sound again; and with one long resounding cheer my men seized their loads, and the expedition was under way. The order of marching was as follows: I in the lead with six Soudanese; then the second headman, Mo- hamadi, and the long single line of porters — some sing- ing cheerily, others stolidly silent, while yet others, even at the start, groaning and shrinking beneath their bur- dens. Lieutenant von Hohnel and George brought up the rear with six Soudanese, while immediately in front of them were placed the camels, donkeys, sheep, and goats. All the animals gave much trouble the first day, and necessitated many delays. Lieutenant von Hohnel had a bad foot and slight dysentery, and so he rode one*of. the horses. The camels were wonderful animals, fourteen of them carrying fifty loads and doing it well; and thirty of the donkeys were carefully loaded, each with two full loads. We reached our camping-place at 1 p.M., and gradu- ally, by threes and fours, the men straggled in; for it is not until several weeks have elapsed, and the men have become hardened to their labour, that anything resem- bling order can be maintained in a caravan composed of porters. Just before reaching camp we forded a small stream, which the camels had much difficulty in doing. I TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 37 It is three days’ march from Mkonumbi to the Tana River, and the country passed through is similar in topography to that surrounding Mkonumbi. At a point one day’s journey from the river we reached a small Galla village. insignificant and impov- erished race, far differ- ent from their brethren who inhabit the country lying to the west of Ab- yssinia. It is estimated that throughout the en- tire length of the Tana River there are not more than 1000 Galla. These people have had a sad history, and their story is as follows: Many years ago, two brothers reigned over a large Galla tribe, located at a point several hun- dred miles to the north of the Tana — presuma- bly the Aroussa. These brothers quarrelled, and The Galla here are an Gay Mi Ns GALLA GIRL C concluded they could not inhabit the same country. The younger set out with half the tribe, and, after wandering many years, arrived at the upper regions of the Tana River. At that time they possessed cattle, camels, sheep, and goats. They had with them, so the legend runs, a sacred book, which they called “ kitab,” 38 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. an Arabic word for book. What this book was, it is, of course, impossible to say; but it is not altogether improbable that it was a Bible; for, since we know the Abyssinians had accepted Christianity many years ago, it is not unlikely that they had communicated some knowledge of it to the Galla, who inhabited the country adjacent to Abyssinia. Whatever this book was, they guarded it with most jealous care; but one day, while repelling an attack of some hostile and marauding natives, the book disap- peared. It was thought by the Galla that it had been eaten by one of their cattle. From the disappearance of the book evil fortune has followed them till now, and to this day they continue search for it, as their talisman. Whenever a cow is killed, they search within its stomach in the hope of finding it. From this habit of searching the intestines of a cow, they have adopted the old Roman custom of foretelling the future by the appearance of the entrails. At present there is not the least indication displayed by these people that they possess Christianity. On the neck of one, however, I saw a white shell, with a cross rudely carved upon it. On September 23, we reached the Tana River at a place called Merifano. At this point the Tana is quite a respectable stream, being about 150 yards in width, and flowing with rapidity between steep clay banks, which are surmounted with tall sycamores, heavily laden with festooning creepers. Here we fell in with the Pokomo. These people we found to be a simple and kindly race, eager to please, and delighted beyond expression when they discovered that our intentions were peaceable. The day we I TRAVELS [VN EASTERN AFRICA 39 reached the Tana one of our camels died, and was greedily eaten by our men, who considered meat in any form a luxury. From our arrival at the Tana dates the real beginning of our journey, for at this point we left behind all thought OuR POKOMO BOATMEN of even the partial civilization of the coast. It was with more than curiosity that Lieutenant von Hohnel and I gazed at the swirling, muddy stream at our feet, wonder- ing whence it came, and seeking to interpret its loud murmur into words of cheer and welcome to the new- comers upon its banks. CHAPTER. di On the morning of the 24th many Pokomo came into camp, bringing small presents, consisting of Indian corn, a few fowls, and a bushel or two of millet. They prayed for my protection against the raiders. I told them I would drive the raiders back if they made an attack dur- ing my stay along the river, and that they could rest assured that in a short time the English would drive these people forever from their neighbourhood. At the time of writing (1895) this result has been happily ac- complished, and peace reigns once more along the banks of the Tana. The Pokomo are undoubtedly of Bantu origin, and their language is very similar to that of the Zanzibari. They clothe themselves in waist-bands of cheap cotton, and the men, one and all, carry long spears, which con- vey a warlike impression, but which are used more as paddles, or as poles for their canoes, than as implements of war. The length of these spears is about eight feet, and the blades are short and trowel-shaped. Our camp was pitched among the ruins of a village recently destroyed by the raiders. As the natives be- came more accustomed to our presence, they swarmed into camp, bringing small parcels of grain for sale. The trading-goods taken by the Pokomo in exchange for their products are rods of soft lead, having a thick- 40 CHAP. II TRAVELS IM EASTERN AFRICA 4! ness of one-fourth of an inch and a length of fourteen inches. These are used as ornaments — either as brace- lets or anklets. The cheapest of cotton goods finds a ready demand, and salt, ghee, and spearheads are much asked for. Upon the day of our arrival at the Tana it was ascer- tained that one load of ammunition was missing; and upon calling the roll of the men we found that one of our porters had disappeared. I sent runners back to Witu to report the matter to Captain Rogers, who had charge of the station. I succeeded in getting the load, but heard nothing more of the man. The march from Marefano to Kinekombe was un- eventful; we journeyed along, at times close to the river bank, and at times prevented from so doing by the thick 42 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. undergrowth, and forced to take a line some distance from the river, where the country was more open. We usually broke camp about 7 a.m., that is, an hour after dawn, and took up the march. As it was our invariable custom to camp near the river, our path at first led through very tall grass and over plantations. While on the march, from my horse’s back I could just see the heads of the tall spears carried by the Pokomo guides, which danced and gleamed in the light of the rising sun. Presently we emerged from the grass and were confronted by a tangled and impassable grove, which called for the use of axes and machettes. These came at a call, and soon the forest rang with the re- sounding blows of the axes, the cracking of broken boughs, and the shouts of the workmen. In three- quarters of an hour a path was made; and where but a short time before all was noise and disorder, the cara- van wended silently and smoothly on its way. There was something imposing in the picture pre- sented by the caravan, when viewed from a short dis- tance. The camels swayed gracefully and majestically onward beneath their high-piled burdens, followed by a winding line of men, made tall and imposing by the massive loads borne upon their heads. Following the men, were the cattle and donkeys, which added solidity to the column; and, bringing up the rear, as a fitting finish to the whole, rode tall Lieutenant von Hoéhnel on his white pony. Asa rule, not a sound was to be heard. Occasionally, however, some porter, bursting with vitality unsuppressed by the eighty-pound burden he bore, car- olled forth some simple lay, such as: “Vily vily, sawa tee sawa, pocho!”—the burden of the song being of food II TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 43 just partaken of, or looked forward to with expectation. Occasionally an obstacle was encountered by the cara- van, and then the even, and I might say almost solemn, movement was at once broken. The camels were forced to kneel, bellowing forth the while their displeas- ure at such an indignity; the donkeys ran hither and thither among the loads thrown down by the men; shouts, curses, and blows from the ever-ready stick filled the air, and the pandemonium continued until the diff- culty—whether river, hill, thicket, or forest—had been surmounted and passed, when the caravan again swung into its accustomed smooth and_ noiseless movement toward its goal. At times the guides proved very poorly informed as to the route, and led us through tangled masses of mimosa, aloes, and creeping vines. In such cases the axes were in constant requisition; and in consequence, often for hours at a time, our progress was dismally slow. During the afternoon of this day we encamped on the banks of the river. As it was customary to pitch our tents under tall trees in the cool of the evening, with the knowledge that a certain portion of the distance had been covered, our minds were filled with pleasant thoughts (despite the fact that Lieutenant von Hohnel was suffering greatly from his feet), when turned to the distance yet to be accomplished before reaching Kine- kombe—the point at which we were to find the canoes. One of the canoes contained what we regarded as pre- cious freight,—ninety-six bottles of Tennent’s Pilsner beer, —the thought of which acted as a tonic to our spirits, and lent energy to our tired feet while on the march, 44 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. As a rule, the Pokomo were friendly and easily con- vinced of our good intentions; but at times we met with difficulty in procuring guides. Along the banks of the Tana, except at points where the natives had made clearings, the forest growth was really picturesque and imposing. The Pokomo have a slight knowledge of irrigation, and in their little openings in the forest an idea can be had of the productiveness of the soil, and what might be accomplished by cultivation of the soil, if European methods were in vogue. This, however, is only in the immediate neighbourhood of the river; for at distances varying from too yards to one mile from the banks of the river, the aspect changes into that of a sandy desert, gleaming here and there with mica. Such trees as are found on this desert are stunted mimosa and aloes. Continued march brought us on September 30 to a point on the river bank opposite the village of Kine- kombe, which is the largest Pokomo village on the Tana. The village contains about 500 conical-shaped huts, covering a space of not less than forty acres. It is surrounded by a strong hedge on the landward sides, as a protection from attacking parties; while the steep clay banks of the river afford protection on the water side. This is the only town of the Pokomo which is able to repel the attacks of the raiding tribes; in consequence, cultivation of the surrounding planta- tions is carried on extensively, and food is cheap and plentiful. Here I found Mohamet Aman with my river column, which had arrived in safety a few days before. Think- ing we would follow the right bank, he had built a nice II TRAVELS [NV EASTERN AFRICA 45 camp. I crossed to the camp and at once opened a bottle of beer. What nectar it seemed! Seven hours in an arid desert turns water into wine, and beer into a drink for the gods. The Pokomo employed in my canoes, after greeting me pleasantly upon my arrival, expressed an ardent desire to return to the coast. A few words and a small present changed their purpose, and _ they were eager with protestations of devotion, and expressed a willingness to follow me to the ends of the earth. VILLAGE OF KINEKOMBE The chief of the village was named Kula; he brought me a present of unshelled rice and a lot of Indian corn. Up to this point the route had been a good one, as regards supplies. The deposits of millet left by my canoes at points along the route proved unnecessary, for the natives even in the poorest districts had sufficient to supply the wants of my people. With modern means of agriculture and intelligent irrigation, the banks of the Tana should yield abundant rice and corn. This is by far the richest country I had yet seen. At Kinekombe I remained several days, for the pur- pose of allowing the backs of the donkeys, which had 46 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. become sore, to heal; and to give the camels a much- needed rest. On the road to Kinekombe I had four deserters, only one of whom I succeeded in capturing with his load. On the day after my arrival there some of my men took their rifles and went to the village; whereupon, all the natives fled. It was only after pro- longed effort that I was able to reassure them and bring them back. I placed one of my headmen on duty to prevent outrage, and limited the number of my men permitted in the village at one time to thirty. One day during my stay at this place the Soudanese appeared in front of my tent, and expressed themselves as dissatisfied with everything connected with the expe- dition. They asserted, among other things, that their food was insufficient and of poor quality. As these men had before boasted to me of the fact, that during the campaigns of the Mahdi they had for weeks lived upon grass, I gave little heed to their complaint; but in- formed them that if they were dissatisfied with the quantity of food, the only change possible would be a reduction in it. They, thereupon, wished to depose the Balook Bashi. As they had sworn to obey this man, and as I had not yet pitched upon one of their num- ber suitable to succeed him, I told them they must keep their oath. They then returned sullenly to their quarters. Lieutenant von Hohnel’s feet became worse, instead of better, so that we decided it would be advisable for him to travel, at least a portion of the distance up the river, in a canoe; and on October 2, he, in charge of the river column, left Kinekombe. As soon as the canoes dis- appeared around a bend in the river, I began to feel u TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 47 badly and took to bed. In the afternoon fever set in, and my temperature rose to 103. I took phenacetine, and it fell to 101. At 9 P.M. my temperature again rose, and reached 104; phenacetine and castor oil brought it down to 101, and oft-repeated doses of quinine kept it there. On the following day I attempted to resume my jour- ney, but found myself too weak (I suffered from slight dysentery); so that I spent the day in bed. SCENE IN CAMP ON THE COAST The next day, October 4, I felt slightly better, and with effort was able to sit my horse; so we set out upon our way. We lost another deserter that day. On October 6, the road on the left bank of the river was so full of thick growths as to be almost impassable ; so, upon reaching a village called Subaki, we crossed to the other bank. In this crossing we were greatly assisted by the natives, who provided ten canoes, and in a few hours all my loads were transported across the river. The cattle gave no trouble, and swam across almost of their own accord; but the crossing of the camels, don- keys, and horses was a more serious matter, and required 48 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. nearly twenty-four hours for its completion. It was effected in the following manner. One of my men sat in the stern of a canoe, and held the head of an animal (camel, horse, or donkey) above water; two natives in the bow propelled the canoe across the stream. By this means all my animals were transported in safety. The exercise incident to the superintendence of this cross- ing did not improve my dysentery; nevertheless, I was forced to push on. Another deserter that day. The following day I reached Massa, opposite which Lieutenant von Hohnel and the canoes were stationed. Again one man deserted. This time the runaway took with him a valuable load consisting of flannel and blankets, which made a serious loss. Lieutenant von Hohnel seemed to improve and do well in the canoes, and reported that the natives were thoroughly friendly. I sent two Somali and twenty-four men under Hamidi back to our last camp to search on both sides of the road for the lost load of flannel and blankets, which I thought might have been thrown into the bush. I sent this force, as rumours had reached me that a large war- party was in the neighbourhood. The Pokomo at Massa are different from their breth- ren inhabiting the lower portion of the Tana; they are smaller in stature, and speak a different dialect. From all I could observe and learn, they have few character- istic customs. Their fear of tempting Galla or Somali raiders forces them to make it a rule never to keep live- stock: if by chance they get a sheep or goat in trade, they at once slay it. They cultivate their plantations sufficiently to provide for their wants, and have, more- over, stores of grain hidden away to avert famine, in II TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 49 case of a bad crop. Their method of dividing labour is as follows. The inhabitants of the village, at least those that are able-bodied, are divided into two parts, each taking its turn on alternate days at the cultivation of the plantations. This keeps them employed but one- half of the time — the other half they spend in sleep and idleness. The canoes here are smaller than those used lower down the river. At Massa my men took it upon themselves to raid a plantation of the Pokomo. I promptly punished the raiders and restored the stolen property. This action filled the natives with surprise and pleasure, and it appeared to be the first time that such an event had happened to them. Upon leaving, owing to the non-appearance of the guides, we were compelled to make a late start. When they at length arrived, I arranged with them to guide us to a point called Dukulh, said to be about twelve miles up the river. The sun was very hot, and my retrievers appeared to suffer intensely; I gave them all the water I could spare from my bottle, but it seemed to afford them no relief. We marched on and on until 2.30 p.M., and my guides seemed either knaves or fools. They insisted that the camp lay still farther to the front, although I was confident that had it been the distance they stated we must long since have passed the place. But I was too weak and ill to initiate a search for the camp, which might after all prove fruitless, and so I struggled on. My men, with their usual thoughtless- ness, had neglected to put water into their bottles, and in consequence they all suffered from thirst. Owing to my dysentery I still suffered from weakness; and, E 50 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. finally, at four o'clock, I fell from my horse, and was compelled to lie under a tree for some time before | could recover sufficient strength to move on. I sent the camels on in front, and the donkeys followed. The porters were not in sight, and my poor retrievers had long since fallen to the rear. At 5.30 I started after my camels, and found them lying in a thick under- growth, surrounded by the donkeys and their drivers. Where were the guides? It seemed, one of my Soudanese (Herella) felt thirsty, and upon asking the guides for water, and being told by them that it was still some distance in front, flew into a passion and began beating them; whereupon these gentle creatures fled. This had not been reported to me, or perhaps I might have caught them and brought them back. The question now presented was: Where were we to get water? and its early, if not immediate solution was fast becoming an important necessity. I sent a Somali to look for it, and he soon returned with the welcome intelligence that it was not far distant. The tangled mass of undergrowth, in which my camels and donkeys were found, was so thick that I found it necessary to cut a road for them. All the available men were set to work with axes, and by 6.30 a road was completed. At 7 we managed to reach a pool of water formed by the back-wash of the Tana dur- ing the rainy season. There the camels and donkeys, together with twenty men, formed the only visible por- tion of my caravan. I sent the twenty men back, laden with water, to my struggling porters. This done, I threw myself down to rest, but not to sleep. All through the night the men straggled in by twos and II TRAVELS IM EASTERN AFRICA 51 threes; I had the tomtom beaten, and guns fired at intervais, to inform them of my whereabouts. At 1 a.m. George reached me, and reported that the dogs had died at a point far in the rear; also, that Mohamadi, the second headman, and eight of the men whom | had sent back with him in search of the flannel and blankets, were not far away. He also reported a rumour that one of my men had been drowned in crossing the river, and that shots had been fired at the Pokomo, re- sulting in the death of one or two of them. This was sufficient for one day, so I went to sleep, thoroughly worn out. When I awoke in the morning, all the men had arrived. I called Mohamadi, and questioned him as to the rumours of trouble with the natives. He said that he with his eight men had searched along the road for the lost load, and, not finding it, had crossed ther tiver to the village: of Sissini, to search there. During the search his men had been attacked by the natives; and, as his force had but six cartridges in all, they were soon driven out, and in crossing the river one of my men and five rifles had been lost. Upon cross-questioning him, it appeared to me that his story was false. Knowing, as I did, the peaceful charac- ter of the Pokomo, and the lawlessness of the Zanzibari, I had no doubt that, instead of searching for the cloth, they had devoted their time to raiding, and had at length forced the poor natives to resistance. I punished Mohamadi sufficiently for his breach of discipline. Lieutenant von Hoéhnel was at Tuni, and I learned that that point was but a short distance from our stopping-place. Accordingly, as rain was expected, and 52 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. as my caravan was much fatigued by the long marches we had lately taken, I decided to rest there for some time, at least until the rains were over, and our beasts of burden had put on a little flesh,—they by this time being mere skeletons. The autumn rains were then due, and during the rainy season the country on the banks of the Tana is absolutely impassable, its soft, loamy soil becoming one vast swamp. Bearing this in mind, we made preparations for a more or less prolonged stay at Tuni. In the course of a few days we had a quite respect- able camp built. The porters were exceedingly clever at building huts. Given some poles, plenty of grass, and an axe or two, in half a day they will erect a cool and water-proof habitation. Instead of nails, they use withes and vines, of which they make excellent rope. In Tuni the weather was excessively hot, and the ther- mometer never fell below 88° Fahrenheit, even at night; while in the daytime the rays of the sun were scorch- ing. We spent three weeks there, waiting patiently for the rains, while our men distinguished themselves by attempting on several occasions small raids on the natives. For this they were invariably punished; but, notwithstanding all my efforts in their behalf, the natives persisted in holding aloof from us, so that it was difficult to purchase food. At length, however, I managed to lay in a supply sufficient for my wants. The rains, although due at this time, and expected by the natives as well as ourselves, amounted to practically nothing; not more than three showers fell, and they were very light. Our stay did the beasts a great deal of good; not such, however, was its effect upon the tt TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 53 Somali, Soudanese, and Europeans. There was con- tinuous suffering from fever, and some of the men had really sharp attacks. The porters seemed proof against the attacks of fever and climatic influences, and in fact were greatly benefited by our stay, in appearance at least. One evening during our stay at Tuni six elephant- hunters appeared in our camp. These men were na- POKOMO BOAtT BUILDERS AT WORK tives of Giriama, a country lying a little to the north of Mombasa. They stated that they had been away seven months hunting ivory, and had managed to get seven tusks. On their way down the river they had been attacked by the Somali, who killed two of their number, and robbed them of their ivory, at a point about two days’ march above our camp. I questioned them closely as to the whereabouts of the Somali, and then persuaded them to act as guides to the point. Early the next morning I set out with seventy men, and after crossing the river marched quickly along 54 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. the left bank. At the end of two days’ march the guides said we were then but a short distance from the point where they had been attacked. Upon first telling their story, they had described the attacking party of Somali as consisting of several hun- dred men, and stated that these, with large flocks and herds, were camped near the river. Now, however, upon being questioned, they changed their story to the effect that the Somali were few in number, and like themselves were elephant-hunters. We pushed on the next day, sending out Somali scouts to reconnoitre. In a short time they returned with the intelligence that they had seen Somali tracks leading to the river. It is easy to distinguish from the appearance of the im- pression made in the soil by a sandal, whether it is made by a Somali, or by a member of some of the other native tribes. The sandals of the Somali are made with much greater care (often consisting of as many as four or five thicknesses of leather in the sole), and have a well-defined shape. Those worn by the other tribes consist of but a single thickness, and have no defi- nite shape. Upon receiving this intelligence from the scouts I had sent out, I halted the caravan, and sent four Somali to reconnoitre the neighbourhood, and bring back intel- ligence as to the force I was likely to encounter. In less than one hour these men returned, bringing with them a small, ill-fed negro with a head covered with a veritable bush of hair, dyed by some means to a yel- lowish colour. This colour of hair I had noticed among the Somali I had met at Aden. The man proved to be a Midgan; that is,a member of a tribe held in subjec- II TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 55 tion by the Somali, and used by them as hunters, scouts, and herdsmen. The account of his capture given to me by my men was as follows: On taking up the trail leading from the river they had suddenly come upon a small zeriba. This, at first, they thought to be empty; but upon entering it they were startled to see their present cap- tive spring to his feet with an arrow strung in his bow. Before he could find time to discharge his weapon, however, he was knocked down by a blow with the butt-end of a gun in the hands of one of my men, and after a scuffle was bound and brought into my presence. Upon being questioned, he admitted he was one of the party who had robbed the Giriama. He said the party consisted of eight men belonging to Hassan Burgan (a Somali ruling over a portion of the coun- try between Kismayu and the Tana). He and his party had been sent out by their master to hunt ivory, but had secured none; and they were surprised and de- lighted to find the Giriama, and had taken their ivory from them. The captive insisted that at present he was alone, and that his companions had gone to the coast with their plunder. I went to the zeriba, and found it full of Somali utensils. It looked as if it had been occupied by a larger party than our captive had told me of. All around were bits of giraffe meat drying in the sun, and, when surprised by my men, the Midgan had been engaged in making sandals from a piece of the giraffe hide. The presence of prayer mats disclosed the fact that they were Mohammedans. I gave the captive a good lecture, and told him to inform his master, Hassan 56 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. Burgan, that raiding along the banks of the Tana must cease. I doubt if he ever delivered my message. After this little experience I returned to my camp at Tuni, having acquired but little satisfactory informa- tion, and a sharp attack of fever. While at Tuni two of my men deserted. One of the most difficult phases of African travel is the desire, latent in nearly every porter, to desert at one time or another during an expedition. There are but few porters em- ployed on the east coast of Africa who have not at some period in their career tasted the sweets of French leave. I have questioned many of them, but they, themselves, could give no reason for their desertion. Generally, if closely pressed, they would laugh, shrug their shoulders, and say: “ Nimechoka, bwana” (I was tired, master). Sometimes a porter will work in a cara- van an entire year, and then, without apparent cause, when perhaps hundreds of miles from his home, will desert; not only forfeiting all the pay he has earned, but running a very considerable risk of not reaching the coast alive. During my first journey into Africa I had but four desertions from my caravan; which I attribute to the fact that my porters were, for the most part, Wanyan- wezi, a tribe inhabiting a section of the country about 300 miles south of Victoria Nyanza. Those men made the best possible porters, and rarely, if ever, deserted. In this expedition, however, I had succeeded in secur- ing but one of this tribe, and he proved one of the few who remained faithful to the end. A traveller explor- ing an unknown portion of Africa is dependent for the safety and success of his expedition upon the fidelity II TRAVELS [NV EASTERN AFRICA 57 of his men. The first instinct, therefore, is to humour them as much as possible, and thereby firmly bind their affections to the interests of their master. But I had found to my extreme disgust, upon questioning my men after enlistment, that but twenty-three of them had been on an expedition before. With this rabble of youths which I had at my command, such was their lawlessness and wanton abuse of the natives, that I was forced to adopt more severe measures than [ liked. In the short period intervening between our start from Lamoo and our departure from Tuni we had lost nine men and two valuable loads by desertions. I had discovered from the behaviour of Mohamadi at Sissini, when he went back in search of the runaways, that | could not trust even my headmen to treat the natives with consideration, when not under my eye. On the march my Soudanese were required to prevent the porters from deserting, and my Somali had their time fully occupied with the camels; so that I had no trust- worthy means for the apprehension of deserters while on the march. We left Tuni on November 7, Lieutenant von Hohnel again going with the river column. We ar- ranged to meet at a point three days’ journey up the river. On this day two men deserted, and three others made repeated attempts to do likewise. My porters were all armed, and from this point carried ten rounds of ammunition per man. In one instance, the would-be deserter, upon finding himself tracked to his hiding-place by George and the Soudanese, slipped a cartridge into his rifle, and aimed it at the chief of the Soudanese. He was disarmed by a man crawling behind him. That 58 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. II night, upon coming to a halt, I called the men of the caravan together, and explained to them that desertions must cease. I asked them if they had any complaints to make, to which they of course, as is customary with the negro, replied, “No; bwana Ngema” (Master is good). I then said that all the porters who wished to return to the coast had my full permission to do so, provided they took advantage of this permission at once. No one volunteered. I then told them that should any further desertions be attempted, the deserter would do so at the peril of his life. I little thought that this threat, made for the purpose of strengthening their fidelity, would have a serious result. On the third day from Tuni, after a brisk march, I reached Lieutenant von Hohnel and the canoes shortly after noon. An hour after I arrived, George and the last of the caravan appeared. George came direct to my tent, bringing the Balook Bashi with him; and with the aid of the interpreter, Ramazan, I gathered the fol- lowing story. It appeared that one of the porters who attempted to desert on the day of our departure from Tuni had, during this day’s march, again made repeated efforts with the same end in view. He had _ been deprived of his load, and placed in front of the Balook Bashi, who had been told to drive the man along in front of him, and watch him. The man feigned fatigue, and his pace was very slow; the Balook Bashi endeav- oured to hasten the man’s movements, whereupon the porter bolted into the bushes as fast as he could run. The Balook Bashi chased him for some distance, and being unable to catch him, fired a shot, with the hope of frightening the culprit and bringing him to a halt. SHONVD YAO i = CHAP. II TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 61 Unfortunately the rifle was too well aimed, and the man fell to the ground, shot between the two shoulders. I was forced to accept the Balook Bashi’s statement, though unsupported by corroborative testimony of others. As it happened that this man had not only continually boasted that he would desert, but also had made repeated attempts to do so, and was in fact the man who had loaded his rifle on the previous day, I cannot say that my pity for the poor wretch was as great as it certainly would otherwise have been. However, I took this oppor- tunity to break the Balook Bashi to the ranks, and pun- ished him severely. I then made Ramazan chief of the Soudanese, in his stead. From this time on, Lieutenant von H®ohnel left the canoes and marched with the caravan. I put four of my best men with the river column, and arranged to meet them about four days’ journey up the river, at a place called Malkakofira — the first village of the Galla. The Tana River has on its shores three distinct tribes. At the coast, in the neighbourhood of Kau, there are some four or five hundred Galla; then for 100 miles the Pokomo inhabit both banks; then comes a reach of about sixty miles, uninhabited, with the exception of small and scattered bands of people, who live by hunt- ing and fishing. These people are called Wasania, and are not akin to either the Galla or Pokomo. From Malkakofira to the district of Korokoro, the country is inhabited by both Galla and Pokomo. The Galla inhabiting this portion of the river are a finer type than those who live near the coast, and much more numerous. They keep the Pokomo in a state of sub- jection, forcing them to give them a certain portion of 62 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. their crops, and convey them up and down the river when they so desire. ‘This state of affairs has evidently lasted for many years; for at present the Pokomo, although preserving their racial characteristics, have not only adopted the language of the Galla, but have lost all remembrance of their own tongue. The distinc- tion between the two tribes is, however, clearly main- tained, and they never intermarry. In return for the tribute above mentioned, the Galla protect the Pokomo from the raids of the Somali on the left bank, and the attacks of the Wakamba on the right. In this neighbourhood, some miles from the left bank, Dr. Peters located on his map the Galla moun- tains and the Friedrich Franz range. These ranges were invisible to us, and most careful scrutiny failed to reveal anything with even the proportions of what we term a hill, in the direction indicated by Dr. Peters. Owing to cloudy weather for the last two days, Lieu- tenant von Hodhnel had been unable to take observa- tions; but by dead reckoning we calculated we were near the point where the canoes were to meet us, — Malkakofira. On November 15 we made a late start, thinking we should find the canoes near by. We were prevented from following the river by a dense growth of bush. About noon, fearing lest we had passed our canoes, we decided to cut our way through the bush to the river, cost what it might. From noon until seven o'clock at night every knife and axe in the caravan was at work; and after a ter- rible day we succeeded in reaching the river. Fortu- nately, there was a small open space of about half an acre at this point; so we camped there. II TRAVELS [NM EASTERN AFRICA 63 I had taken with me, for the purpose of crossing rivers, a canvas Berthon boat, capable of holding six men. On the following day I put this boat together, and crossed to the other bank, which I found to be, in this neighbourhood at least, fairly open desert, and consequently good for marching. We returned about luncheon time, and, in the hope of discovering a road on the bank upon which we were encamped, Lieu- tenant von Hohnel and myself, with ten men armed with knives, attempted to cut our way to Malkakofira, which we were convinced must be in the immediate neighbourhood. At the end of five hours’ hard work we had proceeded less than half a mile. The growth through which we cut the path was the most tangled jungle imaginable, and armed at every point with sharp thorns. Added to this, there were innumerable red ants, called by the natives “boiling water”; and the designation is just and appropriate. Before we had been in the bush fifteen minutes, we one and all were covered with them, and bitten from head to foot. It was dark before we gave up the attempt to cut the road, and started to wend our way towards camp. To add to our misery, rain began to fall; so we took shelter under a large tree in an opening in the bush. We fired guns, hoping our men could hear us, and would send out guides. We rejoiced to hear them answer, and about eleven o’clock at night we were again in our tents, thoroughly worn out. The following day Lieutenant von Hohnel and I took forty-five men, crossed the river, and followed it for four hours, when thick bush again forced us to make a detour. We made camp, and sent men to the 64 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. river for water, which we found to be distant more than a mile. Up to that time there was no sign of a village. The next day we followed an elephant trail, which had become overgrown with bushes, and by the use of our axes, at the end of four hours reached the river. To our joy, we found an island in the middle of the stream, which was covered with banana trees. We sent two men to swim the intervening stream, who found a storehouse on the island with 3000 ears of Indian corn, but not a sign of natives. Our food supply being low, and not knowing when we should find our canoes which carried the grain for the men, we built a raft: with our table, a chair, and some sticks, using the water-bottles of the men for floats; and by this means succeeded in getting all the food to our side of the stream. Late in the afternoon we again tried to force our way along the river, when we heard the splash of a paddle. Looking through the intervening branches, we saw two natives paddling a small canoe. One of our men understood the language of the Pokomo, and he shouted greetings to them, and asked them the whereabouts of the next village. Instead of making a response, the men threw themselves into the water on the far side of the canoe, which drifted rapidly past us, and was carried on down-stream by the cur- rent. I am afraid they were the owners of the food on the island. If such was the case, by their timidity they missed an offer of payment for their store. I suppose the poor creatures mistook us for Somall. Next day at noon the sun appeared, and Lieutenant von Hohnel was able to get an observation, which II TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 65 showed that we were still more than a day’s march south of our canoes. We returned to camp, and at once set to work cutting a road through the bush for the camels, donkeys, and men. During our absence from camp two of our camels died. These beasts seem to have the slightest pos- sible hold upon life. Upon this occasion, however, their deaths were not inopportune, as there was no food in camp, and the men were delighted to get the meat. With the corn we discovered on the island, we were able to give the men two days’ rations. ee: yy Mi | hi CAMELS ON THE MARCH The next morning we made an early start, but were again harassed by the thick undergrowth, and prevented from reaching the river. This time we could not get nearer than two miles from it. All the men were then sent to the river to get water, and some of them did not reach camp until the following morning. From the light rains the desert had become positively beautiful; the vicious thorn-bushes were disguised in delicate shades of softest green, and their thorns hidden by blossoms, — veritable wolves in lambs’ clothing. One of the men deserted here. I am sure he never reached the coast, and his death in that horrible bush was a terrible penalty for his stupidity. F 66 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. Through fear of encountering the thick bush, instead of pushing ahead the following day, I took two of my men, and set out for the river, in the hope of finding a Galla village, and there procuring guides. Four hours’ work brought me to the river; but when I reached it, there was no sign of habitation to be seen, not even a path along the bank. The bush was annoyingly thick, and my clothing was torn in many places by the thorns. My temper suffered also; and after resting an hour, I returned to my disconsolate caravan. The men looked at me with questioning eyes. They seemed to be losing their confidence in me; and certainly the preceding three or four days were likely to instil any opinion rather than that we were good guides. The country is so covered with swamps here, that without a native guide it is positively dangerous to travel. A day or two without water would ruin the most perfectly equipped caravan; and this is a risk one runs. Late in the afternoon, after more cutting, we reached the desert, and at 6 p.m., much to our joy, found a large swamp filled with drinkable water. Soon after starting next morning, we came upon old trails, which indicated to us we were near habitations. On the road I killed a large and hideous puff adder about four feet in length, which was lying across my path. We made camp early, and I took George and 100 men to the river, distant half a mile. From this point on, we appeared to have left behind us the impenetrable bush. We divided into two companies; George went north, and I south. In my absence, Lieutenant von Hoéhnel went to a vil- lage which one of the porters had discovered, and there, II TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 67 greatly to his joy, found one of our canoes with three days’ food. I joined them in half an hour. The village proved to be Benayo, inhabited by Pokomo. My canoes were safe, one day’s march farther up the river. This was good news; for I had feared that without a Euro- pean there might be danger for them among the Galla, as they were insufficiently manned. After our days of toil and worry in the bush, we hailed with delight the prospect of a little rest; so we remained here one day. During the night it rained continuously, and we congratulated ourselves on the good fortune which prevented the fall of these rains while we were in the bush. The following day we broke camp at 6 a.m., took two Galla guides, and marched steadily for seven hours, when we reached Tulu Kuleso, where we found our canoes safely moored. The sight of our canoes all safe and sound, and the hearty greetings of our men in them, rendered our meeting a pure delight; for the separation of the caravan from the river column for such a long period had been a point of great weakness in the expe- dition, freighted as the canoes were with twenty-five days’ food and many valuable loads. It appears that when the Galla first saw our boats, they threatened violence; but the eloquence of Sadi soon persuaded them of our peaceable intentions. After our arrival at Tule, we received word from the Galla chief that he would come to our camp on the morrow, and pay his respects. Accordingly, early on the following morning, we were not surprised to see two tall, good-looking natives appear, who announced through Sadi, our interpreter, that their father, the chief, 68 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. was on his way to our camp. Soon he appeared, an old man bowed down with years, with features quite Euro- pean, a short and ill-trimmed white beard, and a well- shaped head. While walking he supported himself with a stick, and he wore, thrown loosely over his shoulders, a square cloak, made of some rough, white cloth of native manufacture. He brought with him, as a present, a goat, two chickens, and some honey. By means of Sadi, I had a long palaver with him. We parted good friends, and I gave him notice that I would return his visit in the afternoon. We established trade relations, after which trade became very brisk. The natives were very timorous at the outset, but through the efforts of Sadi they soon gained confidence, and as the prices he gave them seemed very good, they were constantly offering to trade. For ten pounds of corn about fifteen inches of the cheapest cotton goods were given. The canoes were anchored just below our camp, which was on an open sandy ridge, about ten yards from the river. Sadi and his boatmen pitched their tents just on the brink of the stream, under a wide-spreading tree, which even at noon-time cast a deep shade. By twos and threes the Pokomo canoes came across the river, laden with produce, which they took to Sadi’s tent, where it was measured and its equivalent in cloth given for it. Soon a great pile of sacks was to be seen near the market-place, which gave an air of plenty to the camp. At 5 p.m. Lieutenant von Hodhnel and I, together with Sadi, went to the chief’s quarters with a present. After a little conversation we endeavoured to get some II TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 69 information concerning the Rendile and Galla tribes to the north; but these poor river people seemed to know nothing of their surroundings or neighbours. They spoke with fear of the Wakamba, and said that it would be only a matter of a few years ere these dreaded war- riors wiped the Tana Gallas off the face of the earth. I never saw a people so convinced of their evil fate. This hopelessness they attributed to the fact that they had lost their holy book, of which I spoke in a former chapter. The limit of navigation on the Tana is at a place called Hameye, a short two days’ march up the river. At this point the British East African Company had at one time erected a station, built by Commander Dun- das, who had ascended the river in a _ stern-wheel steamer. This station was now deserted, and we in- tended to make it our camp for some time. We sent our canoes on to Hameye, and two days’ leisurely marching brought us to a point on the river opposite the station, which we found to be in capital repair. It was defended by a strong log fence on three sides, the fourth being sufficiently protected by the river. Here a good building made of wattles and clay, and well- thatched with dry grass, stood ready for the Europeans, and there were a few huts for the porters. Hameye Station stands upon dry ground on the left bank of the Tana. The river at this point is dotted with many small islands well covered with tropical ver- dure. Up-stream it widens out into a large lake fringed with tall poplars, and literally filled with islets, between which the Tana quietly and pleasantly ripples. I can imagine few more charming places for a lengthened 70 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. II stay. It seemed healthy, food was abundant, but one day’s journey down-stream, and for those that do not long for hills it was certainly a most beautiful spot. On the march to Hameye I shot a. fine specimen of walleri antelope. While buried in the woods, waiting until my men finished the road, I was startled by the crackling of bush; when suddenly a beautiful specimen of water-buck leaped past me, his horns lying along his neck, and his head thrown back. In a moment he was gone. Iam glad I had laid my gun aside, or I should have been tempted to shoot him. At 8 p.m. all the men reached the river, and we camped on the shore. The following day all the loads and beasts were safely ferried over the stream, and the place began to look as if it had been inhabited at all times, instead of having been deserted for more than a year. I gave the guides pres- ents, and sent them home. In contrast with the two weeks of work we had just finished, our life at Hameye seemed a Paradise. Our cup of happiness seemed filled, when we realized that we had a cool roof over our heads, a stream of clear water flowing at our feet, and meals consisting of good food served with regularity three times daily. Camps like the one at Hameye are welcome oases in the desert of African travel; but to yield to the attractions of any one spot does not subserve the ends for which an expedition into Africa is promoted. Onward! Onward! is the cry ever ringing in one’s ears; so after two days of this delicious idleness we began preparations for the continuance of our journey. The canoes were returned to the coast, as we had agreed with Sadi and the Po- komo to return them as soon as we reached Hameye. AAAWVH LV dNVO n CHAP. II TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 73 We sent back in these canoes five worthless porters, our letters for Europe, the specimens we had up to that time collected, photographic plates we had used, and our third headman with four trustworthy companions. The latter were sent to endeavour to enlist fresh recruits from the coast, and procure some things we found to be abso- lutely necessary for the well-being of the caravan, which we had neglected to procure at an earlier date. We calculated that, as these men had the current with them to the coast, they should be able to transact our busi- ness and return in five weeks. This period Lieutenant von Hohnel and I decided to spend in a journey to the north. We intended to follow the Mackenzie River to its source, which at that time was supposed to be Lake Lorian. We also hoped to fall in with the Rendile, as Lieutenant von Hohnel had heard at Kismayu_ that they often pastured their flocks and herds in the neigh- bourhood of this lake. In order that we might cover ground as quickly as possible, we took with us but eighty picked men, with food for thirty days, trusting to find on the road sufficient game to supply us with provisions, should we be gone for a longer period of time. George we left at Hameye. The place seemed healthy for both man and beast. The camels were sorely in need of rest, as was also the case with most of the donkeys. Many of the men, too, seemed suffering from fatigue, and there was much work to be done, such as training the oxen to carry loads, and making up in proper parcels the goods which up to this point had been transported in the canoes. Food was cheap here, and we concluded that, if ever there was a place where 74 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. a portion of our caravan could with safety and advan- tage be left behind, it was Hameye. Many of our men were sick before our arrival at Hameye. Within a few days after, three died from dysentery, and one who had been an opium eater, and had taken with him but sufficient opium for six weeks, died from the lack of it soon after the exhaustion of his store. At Hameye the Soudanese again attempted to assert their independence. One day some of the natives came to me, and complained that some of my men were plun- dering their plantations. Investigation discovered that the culprits were four of my Soudanese; these four men I promptly punished. After receiving their punishment they went to their quarters, but in a few minutes the whole body of them appeared, drawn up in line in front of my house. I went out to them, and was immediately informed by their new Balook Bashi, Ramazan, that he regretted to state that his brethren wished to return at once to Massowah. They said they were tired of the severe work they had been compelled to perform (up to this point their work had consisted of marching only — even their mats and extra clothing had been carried by the donkeys); they said they had signed on with the expedition in the expectation of fighting and glory, and they had imagined they would receive the treatment of soldiers. They also stated (and this I found to be the real cause of their irritation) that they could not stay in the same camp with the Somali. Undoubtedly there was a great deal of jealousy between these two races. The Somali were rigorous Mohammedans, but the Sou- danese, although they professed that religion, made no practice of it. For this laxity they had been twitted by II TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA 75 the Somali; and from that small beginning their mutual feelings had grown to intensest hatred of each other. I felt the time had come when it was necessary to use prompt measures to teach these spoiled children of fort- une their proper position in the caravan; so there was first administered to each of them a sharp reprimand, and then a severe punishment. This little scene over, the spirits of the Soudanese appeared to rise; their faces were wreathed in smiles, and for the next few days they appeared the happiest people in the caravan. CHEAT TER Li From the coast to Hameye there had been little occa- sion for using our rifles,—a few water-buck and one or two small antelope made up our game-bag, — but from this point onward game was much more plenti- ful, and our rifles were in constant requisition. Were it not for the rifle, the difficulty of provisioning one’s caravan in Africa would be much increased. It is not for sport alone that one shoots in that country ; though it is safe to state that the desire to slay is gener- ally present in every fully developed and vigorous man. It has been the fashion of late years to draw a marked distinction between scientific travellers and sportsmen, and the comparison has not always been favourable to the latter. Many men who from physi- cal reasons or inexperience have not been qualified to use a rifle with success, have taken pains to dis- close this fact by saying they were no sportsmen; thereby seeking to imply that their lack of sporting instinct was more or less to their credit. On _ the other hand, there have been, unquestionably, many persons who, in the name of sport, have indulged in a wanton slaughter of God’s creatures. But, hap- pily, there is a mean between these two extremes. Both Lieutenant von Hohnel and I had in our former African experience indulged to the top of our bent the 76 CHAP. IIL TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA oH) desire for sport; but even then we had not been guilty of any unnecessary slaughter of game; for what we shot had been eaten by our men, so that the brute lives we sacrificed went to increase the vitality of human beings who stood much in need of it. Bearing in mind the necessity of being fully pre- pared not only to slay game for the pot, but also in self-defence, to check the rush of dangerous animals, we had expended much time and forethought on the formation of our battery. Upon his former journey Lieutenant von Hohnel had used with great success an eight-bore express rifle; and although I, on account of its weight and the poor results I achieved with large weapons, was prejudiced against the express rifle, we took with us one of these weapons, made by Messrs. Holland & Holland, of New Bond Street, Lon- don. We also had three .577 express rifles and one .500 from the same makers. During my former journey George had achieved ex- cellent results upon antelope and thin-skinned animals with a .45/90 Winchester, and I had used this weapon, and found it perfectly satisfactory, upon a shooting-trip to the Rockies; therefore we took with us three Win- chesters. Having armed the Soudanese with the Mann- licher repeating rifles, we decided to equip ourselves with these also, in the hope that they might prove useful as sporting rifles; though, because of the size of the bullet, we had little faith that they would prove successful. All the bullets for the express rifles were hardened with a certain proportion of tin, and we took with us for use with the .577 express rifles 100 or more car- tridges having a steel core surrounded with soft lead. 78 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. The latter was purely an experiment, and did not prove a success; for upon impact the lead invariably left the steel core, the light weight of which prevented a suff- cient degree of penetration to prove effectual. On the march, for the first year at least, | invariably carried a Winchester —if on horseback, across my saddle-bow; if on foot, across my shoulder. From continued use, often under trying circumstances, I came to have the greatest confidence in this weapon. I had had my Winchesters sighted with the ordinary express sight by Messrs. Holland & Holland; and it is to this fact I in great measure attribute their accu- racy when used on running game. The ordinary Win- chester sight is very good when one has sufficient time for taking aim, but with it I found great difficulty in getting a bead upon an animal moving with rapidity across the line of vision. On this trip George invariably carried a Mannlicher, and from constant use acquired as great confidence in it as I in my Winchester. It is undoubtedly a fact | that different rifles suit different men; but it is equally true that any one can, by constant use, become accus- tomed to a rifle of almost any pattern; so accustomed, in fact, that he will think, after a time, that his choice is the only weapon for him; and not only will he be satisfied with it, but also, because perhaps of some weakness in human nature, will become prejudiced against all others. It is impossible to lay down a fixed rule, and say which rifle is the best for general use. There is such a variety of weapons, that if one takes the slightest pains, he can, by experiment, pitch upon the rifle which 111 TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA 79 best suits him; and having found it, my advice is for him to stick to it, and not be moved from his position by theorists. A rifle which, on a shooting-ground in Europe and from a rest, will do marvellous work against a steel target, may, and most probably will, under the changed conditions of shooting in the field, particularly when such field is the tropical climate of Africa, prove a most treacherous object upon which to place reliance. At least, this has been my experience. Some military man has said: “It is not more the power or accuracy of the gun than the man_ behind the gun, which achieves satisfactory results.” Lieutenant von Hohnel, in the early part of his shooting experiences during this journey, used only his express rifle. It was not until he almost by acci- dent discovered the accuracy and power of the Mann- licher rifle, that he came to have confidence in that weapon. However, when once he had tried it, the express rifle was laid aside. During my stay in Africa I wrote a letter to the London Freld, stating what satisfactory results we had achieved with both Winchester and Mannlicher, and expressing our preference for these weapons over the express. This letter provoked a vigorous, and, in some cases, highly amusing correspondence. One would almost think that I had assailed the British Consti- tution, so bitter were some writers against me; but it was matter of extreme gratification to me, upon my return to Europe, to learn that the very gun-makers most ardent in their condemnation of my views, were turning out as many small-bore rifles as their work- shops could produce. 80 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. But one more word upon the subject of rifles and I have done. There has always been a vast deal of talk about ‘‘shock,” and not only of its value in stopping the rush of large animals, such as elephants and rhi- noceroses, but also of the means to adopt in order to ensure this quality ina rifle. I am afraid that I must frankly state that I am not an ardent believer in shock, at least as produced by a weapon which one is capable of carrying in one’s hands. Even the smallest bullet, provided it is possessed of sufficient penetration when directed against a nerve centre such as the brain or spine, will produce the same shock as a cannon-ball. But if the bullet does not strike a nerve centre, even though a four-bore and propelled by fifteen drams_ of powder, it will not give sufficient shock to either the rhinoceros, which weighs about two tons, or the ele- phant, which weighs in many cases five tons, to stun or disable it. To my mind, “shock” is a gun-maker’s phrase. A man of average weight, at a shooting ground, upon the discharge of an eight-bore, or even a .577 express, having felt against his shoulder the recoil of one of these heavily charged weapons, is in a fit frame of mind to absorb with facility and credulity the theory of shock, as expounded by the merchants desirous of selling him an expensive express rifle. In one word: As speed is the most necessary qual- ity in a race-horse, so is accuracy the first requisite of a rifle; provided that, when used against big game it is possessed of sufficient penetrative quality. This quality cannot be measured at a shooting ground by a comparison of the size or depth of holes made in a 1 TRAVELS [VM EASTERN AFRICA steel target by the impact of a bullet. Happily, even the mightiest pachyderm is not possessed of a steel hide; and if the bullet of a .45/90 Winchester is suffi- cient to break the leg of a rhinoceros, it possesses sufficient penetration, at least to my mind, for all practical purposes. On December 5, Lieutenant von Hoéhnel and I, with eighty men and ten donkeys, left Hameye. We took all the Soudan- ese and four Somali, and, in order that we might travel as quickly as possible, we took only a few loads of trading-goods and ammunition. It is astonishing how even a slight rest from the fatigues of marching will throw one out of condition ; and so for the first day we made but little progress. The rains had changed the appearance of the desert so much, that it then ap- peared almost a Paradise. What before had been a desert, with a scant sprink- ling of dried acacias, looking like the skeletons of giant umbrellas, had now become vividly green parachutes, every leaf and twig of which gave forth a deli- cious odour. Many little flowers peeped up out of the sand,—one like a small tiger lily, and others coloured white, blue, and red. Butterflies were everywhere, and from tree to tree stretched great spider- webs. The desert was a desert no longer. S G dQ NMVUd AOYOY AIOHM AI 82 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. Shortly after leaving Hameye, the topography of the country underwent a distinct change. From the coast thus far the road had been almost level; but from this point onward it was marked with dried watercourses and ridges covered with broken quartz and gneiss. Although our feet suffered somewhat from the change, it was a great relief to encounter hills, however disagreeable their ascent, after having marched for weeks over a monotonous plain. Two days from Hameye we saw our first herd of game. Ina small valley, I saw at one time zebra, oryx beisa, walleri, and rhinoceros. They got our scent, how- ever, and made off at top speed; so I did not halt the caravan to give chase. Some of the hills of this portion of the country are from 400 to 500 feet high, and it was impossible to ride, as the acacias became too thick, and stones in too great plenty. At this point the Tana loses its almost majestic appearance, and becomes a brawling trout stream. It is but 125 yards wide, and its course is broken with many stones and rocks. On the plain, one day, we passed an old native zeriba. There must at one time have been 400 or 500 people in it, and that less than a year before the time we saw it. On the same day, Mohamadi, whom I had taken with me, as I felt I could not trust him at Hameye, reported that he saw ten elephants on a hill half a mile away; but as he neglected to make this report until after we reached camp in the evening, I did not go in search of them. Every few miles the Tana changed in appearance. Now the rapids were at an end, and the river flowed sedately through narrow valleys and rocky hills. The III TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 83 hills on the right bank were bold and precipitous, of red sandstone, flecked here and there with green vegetation. The largest of these hills is called Saleh’s Hill, because a few years before a Somali of that name was slain there while raiding the natives. The country is now deserted, and but for a few unoccupied kraals gives no evidence of ever having been inhabited. On December 9, four days from Hameye, upon rising at camp just at sunrise, we saw from a small hill a long, blue range of high hills stretching in the far distance to the north. What could these be? Perhaps they were the southern parts of the General Matthews range. While I was gazing my fill, Karscho, my gun-bearer, cried out: “Look, master; down there is a large moun- tain. 1 think it is the Kenya.” -He-had seen this mountain on the former journey with Lieutenant von Hohnel. I seized my glasses, and unmistakably there stood forth, free from clouds, the snow-peaked rival of Kilimanjiro. I looked and looked; but while gazing, as if jealous of my eye, clouds gathered one by one, and piled themselves around the crest, until it was hidden from sight. At last we were in sight of new country; and my feelings were almost as joyous as those of Moses, when he viewed the Promised Land. We knew our route lay in the direction of that long range of blue hills stretched far to the north of Kenya; and beyond those we knew there lay a country as yet untrodden by any white man. On the following day we expected to reach the Mackenzie River; and the thought that from that point onward our work would be wholly original filled us with pleasurable excitement. 84 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. I marched, as was my custom, at the head of the caravan, and behind me came six of the Soudanese. I had noticed, in the few experiences we had had with game up to this time, that these people made the worst possible shikaris. At the sight of meat in any form, their eagerness to possess it deprived them of all self-control; and they would burst into such loud shouts of pleasure that the animal became alarmed, and made off with all haste. Continued disappoint- ments, instead of teaching them a little wisdom .and the advantages of silence, only added to their enthusi- asm upon the sight of game. On one occasion, when we were very much in need of meat, the sight of a water-buck within easy shooting range wrung from them such a chorus of enthusiastic yells that I not only missed the opportunity of getting meat, but finally lost my temper, and taught them, one and all, that at least one personal advantage would accrue from their silence. Shortly after that little incident I saw another water-buck, and the lesson they had _ just received gave me an opportunity of shooting it. It was standing too yards distant, broadside on, and I shot it behind the shoulder. It started off at full speed, and in a moment Karscho, my gun-bearer, was after it like a sleuth-hound. When I came up to hin, I found he had already gralloched a fine male. On searching for my bullet, I found it had penetrated the heart; but, notwithstanding this, the animal had been able to run a distance of 100 yards. This will convey an idea of the vitality of these antelopes. We had now reached a part of the country where the hills were steep, and difficult for the donkey to Ill TRAVELS [N EASTERN AFRICA 85 climb. Consequently our progress was very slow. In the thick bush we lost our donkey on this day. That night we camped at a sandy stretch on the river bank. The men were actually afraid to go for water, owing to the number of hippopotamuses heard snorting near the camp; yet we were unable to get a shot. During the night rain fell, and the next day it poured in torrents. Late in the afternoon of this day we reached the Mac- kenzie River, about 500 yards from its junction with the Tana. At this point the Mackenzie River is forty yards wide, and not more than three and one-half feet deep. Fortunately, the rain ceased before sunset, and we made our camp on a pebble-covered rise. On African expeditions the porters usually have but little protection against the weather, unless the country is sufficiently grassy to permit them to make their huts. If camp is pitched in a desert, on sandy or stony soil, they cover themselves with about four yards of Amer- ican sheeting, rigged in the shape of a little A tent. This affords some protection against the weather, and in fact seems sufficient for these hardy people. The next day, Sunday, December 11, I recalled that it was six months since I left London, and I was filled with satisfaction by the thought that at last, after some trouble and difficulty, we were on the border of a hith- erto unexplored country. While encamped on the banks of the Mackenzie we had some excellent hippopotamus shooting. At one point along the bank of the river the bank rose to the height of forty feet above the stream, and formed a pre- cipitous cliff. On looking over into the stream from the top of this cliff, I discovered a pool formed by a 86 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. III bend in the river, in which I descried the heads of four hippopotamuses. I shot one. He struggled to where the stream was shallower, and stood there snorting; another shot finished him. Lieutenant von Hohnel and I then set to work to kill the remainder; and after half an hour we had six stretched on the bank. The men were set to work cutting up the meat. Mean- while, one of the animals which I had shot, but which was not yet dead, rushed along the shore, and stood not more than twenty paces from my terrified men. Blood was streaming from his wounds, and he snorted with fury. My men seemed terribly frightened, and made off in every direction. Another shot, in the region of the heart, finished him. After considerable experience with hippopotamuses I have come to the conclusion that almost the smallest weapon is sufficient to reach the brain; this, however, being very small, accurate shooting is necessary. The best shot is in the ear. On many occasions I found the cartridge of the carbine carried by the porters, the cali- bre of which is .38, was amply sufficient to kill these ani- mals. A hippopotamus, if unaccustomed to being shot at, will expose his head for an indefinite period of time, and even permit one to take several shots at him; so it is not a difficult matter to kill him. But should the river in which they are be deep, as is often the case in the Tana, and the current strong, it is very diff- cult to get them after they are killed. In fact, I am sorry to state, we lost a great many by the force of the stream. On other occasions the slain hippopotamus was undoubtedly held down beneath the surface by his companions; for what reason, I am ignorant. YFIATY AIZNAMOVIN AHL NO INNH SANVLOdOdd1H ig \' (, N CHAP. III TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 89 All the members of my present caravan with the ex- ception of the Somali ate hippopotamus meat. Accord- ing to the Mohammedan religion, at least as interpreted by the Arabs at Zanzibar and the Somali, there are cer- tain beasts which it is unlawful for good Mohammedans to eat. I am not sure whether they are the same as those mentioned in the Mosaic Law, but, as far as I could learn, they are as follows: elephant, hippopota- mus, rhinoceros, horse, donkey, zebra, monkey, hawk, vulture, and any beast of prey, such as the hyena, jackal, or hon. The more devout of the followers of the faith conform to this command; but under the stress of hun- ger religion is often lost sight of, and all the men of a trading caravan, composed of Arabs and their slaves, have been known to subsist upon their own donkeys for weeks at a time. Although the Soudanese were pro- fessed Mahometans, I have yet to see them hesitate for a moment between religious scruples and the attrac- tions of a hearty meal; for they love fat, and the meat of a hippopotamus is as much covered in adipose tissue as that of a hog. We set all our men to work cutting the meat off into long strips. We then built platforms of small sticks, about three feet in height, upon which we placed the strips and then beneath them started a roaring fire. As the sticks were green, the platforms did not burn; and after the meat had been scorched and smoked for three hours it was thoroughly dried, and even in that hot climate would keep in good condition for several days. The quantity of this meat a porter is able to consume seems incredible. On the road, these men ordinarily eat but once a day, their hunger being satisfied only at go THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. night at the end of the march. They are divided into groups of from four to eight men. When camp is made, these groups throw together their store into a common stock, and appoint one of their number as cook; the others gather twigs to make the fire. After all prepara- tions have been made, they surround the pot, and take turns at dipping their hands into its contents until all is finished. But in a game country each man will carry with him as much meat as is allowed him. While on the march, from morning until night, they were busy devouring the flesh they had with them. At home, in Zanzibar, these people are accustomed to a fish and grain diet. Consequently, upon their entering into a game country and eating an unlimited quantity of meat, dysentery soon breaks out among them. We found great difficulty in checking the ravages of this ailment, but at length managed to devise a cure which proved effectual in almost every case. I very much doubt whether this cure would meet with the approbation of the medical profession; but, nevertheless, for the porters it proved of great service. When one of the men complained of pains in the abdomen, we at once gave him a strong purgative of castor oil, if we had it ” ’ in stock; if not, three or four “ Livingston rousers,” or several vegetable laxatives. Two hours later, we gave him twenty-five grains of ipecac and five grains of opium, pulverized and mixed with five drams of water. This dose we repeated every two hours, and I know of no case in which it proved ineffectual. However, it was not until after months of experiment that we discovered this cure; and in the meantime we had the misfortune to lose many of our best men from dysentery. III TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA gl We had decided to follow the Mackenzie, in the hope that it would lead us to Lake Lorian and the Rendile; therefore, after waiting one day for the drying of the meat, we set out, and pushed our way along the left bank of this river. The route lay over rough, rocky soil, covered to an irritating degree with acacias. In order that we might be able to march as lightly as possible, we had taken for private consumption only a few luxuries. We depended upon two loads for the sustenance of the Europeans. These contained dried beans and rice. On coming into camp after our first day’s march along the Mackenzie, what was our dis- gust to find that the two men carrying these loads had disappeared! We searched for them in vain; for, owing to the rocky soil, tracking them was impossible. From that time on we had to face the journey with the prospect of living upon the same food as the porters; namely, dried beans of the previous year’s growth and Indian corn of the same age. Thankful, indeed, were we that we had with us salt, pepper, and one bottle of Worcestershire sauce. When the latter would get low, we refilled the bottle with water; and by lively play of the imagination taught ourselves that the pungency of its flavour rather increased than diminished, as time went by, and water went in. As we ascended the Mackenzie, the stream became smaller and smaller, and after two days’ march one could almost leap across it. The water was clear as crystal, and deliciously cool. Owing to the dense bush through which we marched we could get but few shots at game, although at this point the country was undoubt- edly filled with animals of all sorts. Now, for the first 92 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. III time since the expedition started, we came upon amor- phous, volcanic rocks; and as the sun was setting we got a magnificent view of the range of mountains we had seen some days before. These mountains were now but fifteen miles to the westward, and upon their slopes we could clearly distinguish the smoke of many fires. What people inhabited them we had no infor- mation upon which to base a guess. It was at this time evident to our minds that, unless Lake Lorian lay between us and these mountains, the Mackenzie River. could. not derive its source from “t.. - The country was much more open, and upon the march our eyes were continually greeted with herds of game, —walleri, grantii, zebra, water-buck, and rhinoceros. On this day’s march I killed a fine rhinoceros. He was standing in the open, apparently asleep, and per- mitted me to approach him within too yards. One shot in the region of the heart caused him to spin around rapidly, as on a pivot, and then drop dead in his tracks. My men were delighted with this their first rhinoceros of the journey. The Soudanese im- mediately indulged in a violent discussion respecting the relative merits of rhinoceros and hippopotamus meats. Several of their number had determined to secure the heart, which they considered a tid-bit. This oneness of desire soon led to a difference of opinion, and in a few moments they were hard at it, fighting like hungry hyenas. They were soon quieted, how- ever, and the innocent cause of all this trouble was removed by my presentation of the heart to Hamidi, the headman of the Zanzibar. While the men were engaged in cutting up the rhi- YAATY AIZNAMOVIY AHL NO LNOH SAWVLOdOdd!1H 7 oh y > CHAP. II TRAVELS [N EASTERN AFRICA 95 noceros I took my field-glasses and swept the surround- ing country. Ata point about 600 yards distant I saw what I supposed to be a black-and-white ox, standing behind some rocks. After examination, Lieutenant von Hohnel concluded that what we saw was two native women. We both came to the conclusion that, whether cattle or women, it was a happy sign that natives were in the vicinity. I moved off silently in that direction; when my ox and Lieutenant von Hohnel’s native women, upon close inspection, proved to be four marabout storks. These stately birds were nearly four feet in height, and on the plain (oddly enough) the greater the distance from which they were viewed, the larger they seemed to be. After the rhinoceros meat was cut up and divided among the men, we set out on our journey. Soon the bush closed around us again, and we were forced labo- riously to cut our way through it. At length, about 3 p.M., the aspect of the country changed as though by magic. Before us, stretching to the foot of the moun- tains, lay a beautiful grassy plain, thousands of acres in extent, and marked here and there by strips of green foliage, outlining the course of streams tributary to the Mackenzie. Scattered over the plain were groves of tall and graceful dhum palms, and clumps of a well- rounded, close-growing bush, with glazed leaves similar in appearance to the holly. It resembled a vast park. My men gave forth a cheer upon realizing that the hard work incident to forcing passage through the thick bush was at an end, at least for a time, and that easy march- ing lay before them. However, the way was not so smooth as it at first appeared to the eye, for beneath 96 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. the tall grass the soil was strewn with large and irregu- larly shaped blocks of lava, which tripped the feet at nearly every step. At many places on this plain herds of game were quietly feeding, and within view I counted six rhinoceroses. We pressed onward and made camp by the side of a little stream filled with clear water. After pitching camp I went for a stroll, and shot a rhinoceros and a grantiil. The flesh of the East African antelope is, with the exception of the water-buck, excellent food The sad- dle of an oryx beisa or grantii and the brisket of the eland form, to my mind at least, as tempting morsels as any procurable in civilization. Another day’s march over this plain, and we reached a cone about 300 feet high, within two miles of the foot- hills of the mountain range. On this day’s march the caravan was twice charged by rhinoceroses. The first adventure occurred in the early morning, just after sun- rise. I was mounted upon my horse, and Karscho, my gun-bearer, was walking at my side, carrying my .577; across my saddle-bow lay my Winchester. Suddenly, from the grass on our right, which was about three feet in height, and at a distance of not more than fifteen yards, rose a rhinoceros, with an angry snort. After a moment’s hesitation he rushed straight at us; I raised my Winchester, cocked, and pulled the trigger; it was empty. I threw it aside, seized the .577 from Karscho, cocked, and pulled both triggers, only to find, much to my disgust and, I may admit, alarm, that it also was unloaded. All this took time, and the rhinoceros was almost upon us, before I was able to get my pony into a canter and make off in a direction at right angles to oul TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 97 the line of charge of the beast. Karscho, unarmed and motionless, now became the goal of the rhinoceros. 1 was unable to assist him, and looking over my shoulder I every moment expected to see him gored. My cara- van was 300 yards in the rear, and behind the crest of a small hill. As the rhinoceros approached Karscho, he prepared for a spring, and, just as it was upon him, he leaped with great agility to one side; and just in time, for the nose of the animal (luckily not his horn) struck him a sharp blow on the elbow and knocked him to the ground. Satisfied with this little diversion, the rhinoceros passed on. I felt very thankful for this escape, and its teachings were very useful; for from that time I always examined my rifles before I left camp in the morning, to see whether or not they were loaded. The carelessness of even the best of these natives is proverbial; so in East Africa it is necessary to keep a supervising eye on the smallest detail entrusted to native hands. The other charge was less exciting. My caravan was drawn out into a long, straggling line, marching through the open, when a female rhinoceros with a young one at her heels dashed toward the caravan at right angles to our line of march. The men in the forward part of the caravan rushed forward, and those in the rear dropped behind; thus making an opening, through which the mother and her interesting child dashed harmlessly. As before stated, our camp was pitched in the neigh- bourhood of a small hill, which Lieutenant von Hohnel and I climbed, and from its top surveyed the surround- ing country. To the westward rose mountains, their tops covered here and there with thick forests. Between H 98 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. these forests were large open spaces, upon which I counted fifty fires. To the northward there stretched what appeared to be an endless plain, broken in one or two places by cone-shaped hills. This plain gleamed white and barren as the Sahara, and shimmered in the light of the setting sun. We were puzzled to conclude what natives inhabited these mountains. Dr. Peters, writing of his journey up the Tana, had spoken of a range of mountains lying to the north; but he had not reached them. With our minds filled with thoughts of the Rendile, we hoped, as we could distinguish no plantations, though using our glasses, that the natives might prove to be the tribe of which we were in search. That night we made our first zeriba, which we con- structed in circular form. Asa rule, a zeriba is built of thorns, and forms a very good means of defence, either against wild beasts or savage men; but as at this place there were no thorns, we were forced to satisfy ourselves with a hedge, which, though formidable in appearance, would prove of little service in case of an attack. The following morning, December 17, Lieutenant von Hodhnel and I, with forty-eight men, set out to ascend the mountain, for the purpose of reconnoitring. For three hours we marched through grass tall as a man and thick as one’s little finger. The sharp edges of the lava blocks under foot made walking painful, and we were not displeased when at length we reached a thick forest, which crossed our path. I halted the party, sent four men ahead to reconnoitre, and awaited their return near the edge of the forest. We were all bathed in perspiration from the exertions of the climb, for the rise from the plain had been quite steep. ina TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 99 A cool breeze was blowing, and soon to my intense disgust I felt a chill creeping over me. In Africa a chill invariably foretells fever, and I knew that ere the sun set I should be prostrated; but it would not have done to turn back. My men, unaccustomed to "P) | alle os ; if ps cae : i ee ‘\ \N SN a : < \ NY \\ WN ~~ \ < yy AW \ \ \ \\ | WY We a Ian “ ( \\ ey Sy ACACIA AND THORN SCRUB travel in unknown countries with so small a command as we had (forty-eight men), appeared to be anything but comfortable at the prospect of meeting natives; and had I at this juncture turned back, their superstitious minds would have interpreted it as an ill omen. In half an hour my scouts returned and reported that they had found plantations near by in the forest; and 100 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. that they had heard the voices of men, and sounds as of people at work. We set out at once, and shortly after entering the forest came upon a narrow foot-path. The forest was extremely thick, and consisted of baobab and other mighty trunked trees, from whose branches de- pended myriad vines and creepers. The morning sun had difficulty in penetrating the canopy overhead, and extreme caution was necessary to pick one’s way noise- lessly. In less than an hour I heard voices, and in a moment, through the intervening growth, I descried a little clearing in the forest, where some natives were at work. There were four men and five women; the women appeared to be young—the men, one and all, had the shrunken appearance of age. The women were quite naked, with the exception of a string about the waist, from which hung a short skirt composed of green banana leaves. The men were absolutely unclothed. They were of medium stature, black in colour, and their heads were shaven. For some time I watched them at their work. They were using axes with iron heads not broader than the blade of a carving-knife. This head was run through a hole cut in a stick, in appearance far too heavy to serve as a handle for such small implements. These they used in cutting away the undergrowth. Here and there in the clearing lay prostrate the trunks of tall trees, and I marvelled at the patience of these people; for the cutting down of such trees with the small axes they used must have been the work of weeks. From my experience with the natives I knew that as soon as my presence became known to these people, they would flee and alarm their tribe; our progress into the UI TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA IOI country would probably be interrupted by their warriors, and perhaps it would be necessary to fight. This, above all things, I desired to avoid, and so took the only steps possible to such an end. With four of my men I crept noiselessly forward, and then with a sudden rush we dashed upon the natives, and in a trice we had two of the old men bound. The women, as appears to be the custom in Africa (and, I may add, elsewhere) looked on with more interest than surprise at our approach. I suppose this is to be accounted for by the fact that from infancy they are brought up with the expectation of being, at one time or another during their lives, captured by some neighbouring tribe; and as they are possessed of no very strong love of home, they look forward, certainly with indifference, and perhaps with pleasurable expectation, to a change of life and scene. The men, however, acted in a different manner. The two we had seized were struck dumb, while the three we had left untouched made off with incredible speed, making the forests ring with their wild shouts. Our purpose in seizing the two men was to hold them as hostages for the good behaviour of the tribe; knowing it was unlikely we should be attacked as long as they were bound and walking at the front of our caravan. In a few moments the rest of my men came up, and calling one of my Masai interpreters, I set him to questioning our captives. They understood but a few words of Masai, but when my interpreter (Mwinyi Hadji) began speaking to them in Kikuyu, their faces showed signs of intelligence, and they replied in a dialect of that tongue. Kikuyu is the generic name of the tribes inhabiting the slopes of Mount Kenya. 102 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. Not wishing to be surprised by the natives while in the forest, I told my hostages to lead us at once to the villages, and assured them that we would do them no harm, and that we had seized them simply for the pur- pose of having them to guide us to their people; for which service, if satisfactorily performed, they would receive a reward. They received these words with dull indifference, and it required considerable persuasion on our part to induce them to lead us onward. Hardly had we gotten under way ere loud cries were heard, and some fifty warriors, armed with spears, bows, and arrows, appeared. Those who carried spears bore large, painted oval shields on their arms, and many of them had headdresses of monkey skins, or ostrich feathers stuck in their hair. They approached until they reached a point about fifty yards from us; then halted, and eyed us with curiosity and apprehension. They ceased their shouting, and I took advantage of the silence (well knowing it would be of short duration) to advance toward them with a branch in my hand,—a sign of peace throughout all East Africa,—and through my interpreter endeavoured to persuade them of our peace- able intentions, and induce them to lead us to their villages. My efforts met with no success; and begin- ning to feel feverish from the effects of the chill I had received a short time before, I decided there was no time for useless parley; so by a quick flank movement we managed to seize four of the burliest warriors. These we disarmed and promptly bound; the rest fled hastily in every direction. I placed these four hostages in the rear of the caravan, and then instructed the old men I had bound in front to lead the way. 11 TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 103 Throughout my parley with the warriors the old men had shouted continuously to their younger brethren not to make an attack, and that we were dashoméa (traders). After we had seized and bound the four warriors, the former assured us of their willingness to lead the way to their village. On the march hundreds of natives appeared and threatened us at every turn; but see- ing their friends both in the front and rear of our party, they did not dare let fly their poisoned arrows, through fear of hitting one of them. After an hour’s march we reached the edge of the forest. Following our guides, we pressed westward across a grassy valley dotted with small huts similar in appearance to those built by the Pokomo, to a knoll about three miles away. Upon reaching this I was quite prostrated by fever, and was forced to lie down. My fever was so strong that I had but dim conscious- ness of what was going on around me. Lieutenant von Hohnel thereupon took charge of affairs, and, having had experience with the Kikuyu on his former journey, endeavoured to induce the natives to bring a sheep and make friends. Friendship among these tribes is always sealed by the slaughter of a sheep or goat. Owing to the fact that these people spoke a language similar, it is true, to the Kikuyu, but yet differing from it in many ways, my interpreter had much difficulty in making himself under- stood, and this difficulty was increased by the presence of about 400 warriors, who surrounded us on all sides, and continued to shout defiance and shake their spears in a threatening manner. They were apparently en- deavouring to work themselves up to such a degree of 104 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. frenzy, that, throwing caution to the winds, they would have courage or recklessness sufficient to attack us. Upon setting out in the morning I had served out twenty-five rounds of ammunition to each man; so that even with my small force, should my men have profited in the least by the gun practice I had given them at the coast, we felt quite able to hold our own against even the vastly superior force of the natives. But the behay- iour of my men did not inspire me with great confidence. We had passed several herds of goats on the way from the forest, and this had excited the cupidity of the Sou- danese to such an extent that they appeared warlike enough, and only too desirous of a scrimmage. On the other hand, the Zanzibari stood around in a lethargic manner, their faces wearing expressions of dull appre- hension and helpless terror—seemingly stunned by the presence of so many warriors and their threaten- ing shouts. In the midst of this excitement there appeared a man about thirty-six years old, wearing a short cloak of goat’s skin over his shoulders, and bearing a long staff in his right hand. He spoke contemptuously to the natives about him, and then addressed Lieutenant von Hohnel in excellent Swahili. There was no time for parley; natives were gathering from all sides, and Lieutenant von Hohnel knew that soon, gathering courage from overwhelming numbers, the natives would attack us. So without hesitation he persuaded the new-comer to accompany us to our camp, which he somewhat unwill- ingly agreed to do. We thereupon released the hos- tages, and gave each a small present. This reward filled them with surprise, but they evinced little gratitude. II TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 105 On the contrary, they immediately joined their brethren, and contributed their quota to the chorus of deafening shouts and yells. Making a hammock of a pole and the cotton sheet of one of the men, I was placed in it (by this time almost unconscious), and we started back toward our camp. The savages followed in our rear, hurling defiance, but left us upon our entrance into the forest. After five hours’ marching we reached camp, and I was at once put to bed. The people upon the mountains we learned were called Embe. Judging from the appearance of their clearings in the forest and their plantations, they are industrious and have a fair knowledge of agriculture. They grow beans, cassava, bananas, a little millet, and Indian corn. We saw no large cattle, but many flocks of sheep and goats. The portion of the range to which we paid this brief visit seemed very thickly inhabited. For the following three days I suffered continually from fever—much of the time being unconscious. Dur- ing these three days Lieutenant von Hohnel was not idle. Accompanied by our newly found guide, he paid a visit to an extinct crater called Kora, distant ten miles to the north of our camp, from the summit of which he got a good view of the country along which our route for a few succeeding days would lie. Our guide’s name was Motio. His was one of the most original and curious characters I have ever met with among the natives. Although he remained with us nearly a year, we could never get a clear story of his past. His teeth were filed to a point, and this fact, together with some of his statements, led us to believe 106 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. he had been born a Mkamba, a people inhabiting the country stretching from the Tana almost to Mombasa. He said he had visited the coast upon two occasions, where he had acquired his knowledge of Swahili. Most of his life, however, had been spent on the mountains, where he cultivated a small plantation. At one time he had been married, but for some reason or other his wife had left him, and he seemed to have no particular attachment to his home. During his stay with us he associated but little with the porters, whom he appeared to look down upon as a lower order of beings.- The porters returned this feel- ing with interest, their feeling being caused not only by his treatment of them, but also by the fact that he was afflicted with a curious skin disease. His black body was covered here and there with large yellow spots, and the skin of his hands and feet was cracked in many places. Our men said he was a leper, and this may have been the case; but, leper or not (cer- tainly none of our men, as far as I know, suffered any ill effects from his close contact with them), he proved of the greatest assistance to us on many occa- sions. Throughout his stay with our caravan he showed that he had cast his lot with ours, and was ever ready to place at our disposal whatever knowledge he pos- sessed concerning the countries and peoples through which we passed. From him we learned that the highest peak of the mountain range was called Jombeni; so we gave this name to the entire range. He said that it was inhabited by many tribes, which, although they remained distinct from one another, spoke very much the same dialect. Ill TRAVELS [VN EASTERN AFRICA 107 He also told us that a river, called Guaso Nyiro, was distant from our camp three days’ journey. This river has its source on the western slopes of Mount Kenya, and flows thence in an easterly direction. It was re- ported by him to empty into Lake Lorian. He had never visited this lake, but had followed the river for some distance in a direction toward it. Motio told us that he had seen the Rendile on several occasions, when they had come to trade with the natives on the mountains, and that he understood they were to be found somewhere in the neighbourhood of this lake. This was good news to us, and our hopes rose high; we really were on the right trail to find these people. It is astonishing how suddenly the African fever strikes one down; but it is equally surprising how quickly a fairly vigorous constitution will throw it off, and recover from its ill effects. On the fourth day after my visit to the mountain I was on my feet again. During my illness Lieutenant von Hohnel had shot three rhinoceroses and several antelopes. It was while shooting the rhinoceroses that he discovered the won- derful efficiency of the Mannlicher rifle upon this species of game. On this occasion, expecting to find only ante- lope, he had taken with him his .500 express, and had exhausted all his ammunition in killing three of these animals. While returning to camp, he came suddenly upon a rhinoceros standing broadside on, at a distance of 150 yards. He took the Mannlicher from his gun- bearer, and fired at the animal’s body. It at once dropped; and what was his surprise at that instant to see another rhinoceros, which had apparently been 108 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. standing exactly behind the one he had first seen, and hence was invisible to him, run forward a few paces, and then fall to the ground dead. Incredible though it may seem, one Mannlicher bullet passed through the body of one animal, and penetrated sufficiently into the body of the other to kill it also. Owing to our ignorance of the duration of our journey, it became necessary for us to hoard our little store of grain food; so that at such times as the camp was plentifully supplied with meat we fed the men on that alone. Although the Soudanese had upon first tasting meat expressed their love of it, and their preference for that form of diet above all others, a week of nothing but animal food forced them to turn from it in disgust, and longingly to eye our sacks of beans and corn. On the day of my recovery they came to me in a body, and frankly told me that they could no longer eat meat, but wished to indulge, for a short time at least, in a purely grain diet. I did not yield to their solicitations, how- ever, and they, like the children they had on many pre- vious occasions proved themselves to be, refused to eat anything. They swore they would starve themselves to death; but the next day they were found cheerfully accepting with evident pleasure large hunks of rhinoc- eros meat. Motio told us that the journey from this point to the Guaso Nyiro led through an almost waterless desert; that perhaps we should find one small water-hole, and that he also knew of one pool of alkali water, which at some periods of the year was drinkable. While in Europe we had purchased a tin water-bottle, capable of holding three litres, for every member of our caravan; Ill TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 109 and as an extra precaution had procured, while at Aden, thirty goat-skin water-bags, each capable of holding two gallons. We had on the present trip but twelve of these goat-skin water-bags, as our means of transport would not permit taking a greater number. These water-bags do very well if carefully handled, but after being carried for a few days the water they contain assumes a most disagreeable flavour. PF lh i / ae 239 4 yay Dis) Vee IF). Rss tj j WY LEE ee Mg NYY YY BAOBAB TREE We filled these water-bags, and on December 22 set out upon our journey. We made our camp two miles to the northwest of Kora crater, beneath a giant baobab, the girth of which was forty-eight feet. We were fortunate enough to find near this a little pool of stagnant water left by the rains. The mountain range proper ends at Kora, but for some miles to the north there are a number of craters of different sizes, mostly 110 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. irregular in outline and broken down on the southerly side. After the rains they were, one and all, covered with green vegetation. Due north, as far as I could see, stretched a trackless desert, very arid and forbid- ding in aspect. Upon our arrival at this camp Lieutenant von Hohnel shot a male rhinoceros. While Karscho was engaged in getting out the liver for our table, he looked up and saw a female rhinoceros with a young one stand- ing within ten feet of him, and looking as if they were about to charge him and revenge the death of their rela- tive. He had barely time to make off in safety (with the liver), when the rhinoceroses appeared to alter their minds, and went off at a slow canter, soon disappearing. The nights at this time were deliciously cool, but the heat of the day was terrific. The following morn- ing we attempted to start s:- ly after five, but upon awakening we found the camp enshrouded in a thick, cold mist. This prevented our getting under way until some minutes after six. A few moments’ march, and the fog had shut out all trace of our camp, as if Nature sought in this way to warn us to make up our minds that we were not to see this place again. After a few hours’ marching we crossed a trail running to the eastward from the mountain range. Motio said it was the trail of a large band of Rendile, who visited the Embea few years ago. At noon we crossed the highest point in our route over the slopes, about 3500 feet above sea- level. We were then shut in on all sides by steep, grass-dressed hills of volcanic origin; no sight of the desert gave variety to the view; all was forbidding, confining, threatening. III TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA III Marching on, we came to a small water-hole, and while the men filled their water-bottles, I went forward alone into a great opening between many hills. There I saw about 400 yards away, what I took to be a small herd of oryx beisa. I raised my rifle to my shoulder, and fired into the midst of the herd; one sprang into the air, and then fell. Upon reaching it, I found I had shot a beau- tifully horned female. The herd made off, I after it. Mounting a slight rise, I saw them standing about 350 paces distant, all but one facing me. This one immedi- ately fell to my Winchester. Upon examination, I found the bullet had broken the animal’s shoulder and gone through its body diagonally, until checked by the thick skin on the animal’s further loin. The skin of the oryx beisa is very thick; so thick, in fact, that it is preferred by the Somali above all others for the pur- pose of making shields. We rested here for three hours, while the men cut up the meat and we had luncheon. After luncheon Lieutenant von Hdéhnel climbed a hill to take bear- ings, and I was sitting in a camp-chair, smoking a pipe, when my men shouted, “Nyama” (game). I called for my Winchester, and, just as I got it, a herd of grantii ran past in single file, about 150 yards away. Without leaving my chair, I took aim at a point three feet in front of the shoulder of the leading animal, and had the good fortune to bring it down, shooting it through both hips. The scenery at this camping-place was grand. There were but two openings between the high hills, and these permitted a view, far away across the desert, of the south- ern peaks of the General Matthews range, blue in the 112 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. distance. We knew that at some point this side of the range the Guaso Nyiro flowed. The spot where we lunched brought to my mind the following lines from Browning’s poem, Childe Roland: ¢ The hills like giants at a hunting lay, Chin upon hand, to see the game at bay. From this point our route lay downhill and desert- wards. We found an excellent and well-beaten trail. This trail was made by the mountain people, who use it on their way to a crater distant six miles. It is called Ngombe (ox), from a fancied resemblance between its outline and that animal. In this crater there is a large deposit of sulphate of magnesium, which is used by the natives in lieu of salt; and it is much prized by them as a delicacy. Along the trail I picked up a native bag made of leather, which Motio said had been carried by a friend of his, who had gone in search of salt two weeks before. On his return journey he had been attacked by a lion, left by his friends, and, in consequence, eaten. I was glad the king of beasts was not a vegetarian, for in the bag were two yams, which proved a welcome addition to our beans and meat. We reached Ngome at five o’clock, and pitched camp half-way up the side of the crater. Near our camp I noticed that the side of the mountain was rent apart. Entering this opening, I pursued my way for some distance between high and jagged walls, when I found the gulch narrowed until it resembled the gateway of some ruined medizval castle. Beyond the gateway it again widened, and my eyes were resting upon a vast III TRAVELS [N EASTERN AFRICA 113 amphitheatre at my feet. It is about 500 feet deep, and about its top runs a rim of rugged rocks, from which steep, grass-covered sides descend to the bottom far below. In the centre of this hollow, cup-like bot- tom there was what appeared to be a large rectangular slab of marble broken at one end. From a distance it bore a striking resemblance to such a stone as is placed on the top of a vault, suggesting the idea that it was the last resting-place of some giant king. This, upon closer examination, proved to be a deposit of sulphate of magnesium, and is what the natives prized as salt. Near this deposit were found pools of water, but their contents were undrinkable, and so my men went to bed thirsty. The following day we served out the water we had carried in the water-bags. It was sufficient to give each man about one quart; and this, I was careful to tell them, must suffice until the Guaso Nyiro was reached. Motio assured us that we should undoubt- edly reach the river before dark, but a careful examina- tion of the desert before us discovered not the slightest sign of tree or bush. When these are absent from the landscape in Africa, one has a right to be sceptical of the presence of water. The following day was Christ- mas, and the only gift we one and all prayed for on that occasion was the sight of a rushing river. Upon leaving the crater, although the native path had come to an end, the ground under foot was not very bad. The hilly region was now behind us, and we faced a plain covered with stunted, sun-dried grass. Here and there were scattered awkward bits of lava, which tripped unwary feet. We met several herds of antelope and zebra. I 114 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. The severe marching of the preceding two days had told upon my caravan, and I was often forced to halt in order to allow the stragglers to catch up. On the march I saw five rhinoceroses, two of which were very white in colour, and at first both Lieutenant von Hoéhnel and I took them for a new species; but closer inspec- tion disclosed the fact that they had wallowed in white 4p % a ian My yall AN “ Jos: dl (i ae an ane \ DHUM PALM AND ACACIA \ NY vs ES ay clay; hence their odd appearance. I knocked over a fine young male oryx, and we stopped for a few mo- ments to cut up the meat. The men, who by this time had finished every drop of their water, attempted to quench their thirst by chewing bits of the raw meat. From nov on, the piain descended visibly to the northward, and keen eyes might detect the tops of palm trees. At sight of these the men seemed to IIL TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA IIs become imbued with fresh vigour, and even the lame and the halt stepped forward briskly to where they knew they would find water. The ground here was absolutely white with sulphate of magnesium, so bright in the sunlight, indeed, that the eyes were pained by the glare. On our right there rose a cone to a height of 1500 feet, and to the southwest, in the far distance, we caught a glimpse of the sloping sides of Mount Kenya. In the rear towered the Jombeni Mountains; in front, and not far to the west, rose high hills. We were on the border of volcanic and aqueous formations, between which the Guaso Nyiro flowed. At this point the river had worn its bed deep below the level, so that our camp, pitched upon the river bank, was sheltered from the hot winds which blew across the desert. The river here is 100 feet wide and not more than six feet deep, but this depth is attained only in few places. Its current is swift, and the course is frequently interrupted by gneiss rocks, which in some spots are so large and numerous as to almost dam the river’s flow. My de- light upon reaching this river was truly great, but it was surpassed by the joy of Lieutenant von Hdohnel. He, on his former journey, had been the first to dis- cover the source of the Guaso Nyiro, and had followed it to within about seventy-five miles of our present camp. Up to the time of our journey it had been asserted that the Guaso Nyiro emptied into the Tana. This we discovered not to be the case. So it appears there are at least three separate river systems having their sources at Mount Kenya, viz.: the Sabaki, the Tana, 116 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. III and the Guaso Nyiro. These, with their affluents, are sufficient to drain the water of the melting snow at the top of this mountain. We celebrated our arrival at the river by opening one of our two remaining pints of champagne. Our dinner on that day consisted of the German army soup, fish from the river, the liver of an oryx, steaks from the same animal, beans, biscuit, and jam, followed by a cup ot coffee. CHAPTER IV We honoured Christmas Day by making it a day of rest; and although our surroundings were not such as are usually associated with this day, we at least were perfectly satisfied with them, and received what Provi- dence had given us with a thankful spirit. The rushing river assisted our minds in reverting to home and our people; and both Lieutenant von Hohnel and I uttered the hope that they were as contented and joyful on this day as we. Lieutenant von Hohnel spent a portion of the day in working upon his map; while I passed an hour or two in questioning Motio about the neighbouring countries and peoples. He said that, at one time, the upper reaches of the Tana and the banks of the Guaso Nyiro had both been inhabited by a people called Mumoniot. Those on the Tana had been destroyed by the raids of the Wakamba, and those on the Guaso Nyiro had been so harried by the inhabitants of the mountains on one hand, and the Masai on the other, that all but a small remnant had been destroyed; and not many years ago this remnant had joined the people on the mountains, and became amalgamated with them. While strolling along the river in the afternoon, I came across a small native bridge spanning the stream, which at that point was not more than thirty feet wide, I17 118 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. as it forced its way between rocky banks. This bridge was made of withes and looked frail, but it was suff- ciently strong, and afforded room for the passage of a lightly laden native. We had exhausted our store of meat at dinner the night before, so that our Christmas feast consisted of soup, fish, and beans. The next day we made an early start, and pursued our way along the bank of the river, which at this point ran nearly due east. From what Motio told us, we hoped to reach Lake Lorian in three days. As we advanced, the current of the Guaso Nyiro became swifter, and flowed so deeply below the surface of the surrounding country as to form a cahon more than too feet deep and about 300 feet wide. The soil on our side of the stream was composed of lava dust, strewn with innumerable blocks of the same material. The other bank, however, gleamed with mica, showing that the formation there was gneiss. Toward noon, just as I began to think of halting for our mid-day meal, a dull, roaring sound reached my ears. After going a half-mile further, the noise increasing all the while, we reached a point where the plain fell to the level of the river. There we found explanation of the roaring sound. The Guaso Nyiro, meeting a wall of black lava in its course, flows over it, and has a drop of sixty feet. Even at the season of the year when we visited it, and when the autumn rains had been very slight, the falls presented an imposing appearance. The wall of lava, being higher in the middle than at the sides, divided the river into two streams. Below the falls these two streams again met, and forced their way between IV TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 119 two precipitous walls of black lava; foam was churned and thrown high into the air, and the leaping, tumbling, frothing stream had a really wild and savage aspect. This place we named Chanler Falls. We pitched our camp five miles below the falls, at which point the river again peacefully wended its way between rows of tall palms. Ky i We WSN \ \;{i Nate emerge (SEGRE RB x < \ Mikes SS SES, ZENS THAN Ws CHANLER FALLS While the men were building a camp, I went in search of meat. We were sorely in need of it; and as Lieu- tenant von Hohnel had fallen and injured his knee so badly as to incapacitate him for hunting, all prospect of satisfying my hungry men centred in the presence of game and the accuracy of my single rifle. I found game plentiful, but the country was too open to get within range of it. I walked three miles, led along by 120 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. a herd of oryx beisa, which would in the most tanta- lizing manner remain standing until I could get within 500 yards from them, and then wheel in their tracks like a regiment of cavalry, and charge briskly on. However, they proved good guides, for they led me to a mass of thick bush, where they disappeared; but shortly after entering the bush, from a small rise, I saw at a distance of 300 yards, two rhinoceroses. The soil at this point was of a reddish colour, and from rolling in this the rhinoceroses had assumed its tint. As I descended from the rise, I lost sight of them, but proceeded cau- tiously in the direction in which I had seen them. At length I caught a glimpse of a reddish body in the bush, not more than forty yards in front of me. I took careful aim and fired at what I supposed to be a shoulder (I saw but a portion of the beast’s body), and the animal fell. The smoke of my shot had scarcely cleared away, before crashing through the bush came another, and I had but time to fire a snap-shot, owing to the close quarters. The animal changed its gait and direction at once, coming down from a gallop into a trot; and I followed after it. In my eagerness I almost stumbled over the rhinoceros I had first shot. He was far from dead, having been hit not in the shoulder, but in the quarter. Upon seeing me, he staggered to his feet, and with a savage snort rushed at me. A lucky shot brought him to the ground, dead. ‘This was a most fortunate circum- stance, for my gun-bearer had allowed me to leave camp with but three cartridges in my magazine, all of which by this time I had fired; so that, had I failed to bring the animal down, I should have been placed in a most unpleasant predicament. IV TRAVELS [N EASTERN AFRICA 121 I returned to camp, tired out with my day’s work, and sent Karscho with some porters back to bring in the meat. On the way they came across the second rhinoc- eros, which Karscho found limping slowly along on three legs, my snap-shot having broken one shoulder. I had given Karscho my .577, for use in case he fell in with dangerous game; and two shots from the rifle despatched this my second rhinoceros of the day. The meat of these two animals was sufficient for three days’ food for my men. After passing Chanler Falls all mountains seemed to be left in our rear, and the river flowed between dry and arid deserts. While in camp, Lieutenant von Hohnel and I spent most of our time in conjecture as to the whereabouts and size of Lake Lorian. When Lieutenant von Hohnel was at Kismayu to purchase camels, he met a Somali, who said he had visited this lake. This man told him it was many days’ journey in length, but that in parts it was so shallow that it was possible to drive cattle and camels across it. He also said that the Rendile had their home upon its shores. Motio added his assurance, that from what he had heard the lake must be very large; and that he had no doubt that the Rendile lived in its neighbourhood. He said that none of the people on the mountain ever had the courage to visit the Ren- dile, but that in former times, when they had raided the Mumoniot (who had inhabited the banks of the Guaso Nyiro), they had often fallen in with small bands of them. He said that they were a very warlike people, and that invariably upon meeting them conflict had ensued, in which the mountain people were generally 122 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. worsted. The Rendile, however, at least once a year, sent trading parties to the Jombeni range. These always consisted of aged men and women; for, had young men been sent, they would have met with a hos- tile reception from the mountain people. He also said that the articles taken for barter by the Rendile con- sisted of goats, sheep, and the partly tanned skins of these animals. Motio’s wanderings along the Guaso Nyiro had taken him but little farther than the point we had by that time reached. He assured us, however, that after one long day’s march to the eastward we should reach a high plateau, and said he had been told by his fellow-tribesmen that from the top of this plateau the vast expanse of Lake Lorian could be seen. With all this information at our disposal, the hopes of both Lieutenant von Hohnel and myself rose to a high pitch, and we felt that we were about to make a great geograph- ical discovery. As we advanced, the going seemed to become worse and worse. The surface of the soil was almost paved with sharp, jagged lava blocks, and our feet were fast becoming swollen and: painful from continued march- ing over such material. The desert on our side of the river gleamed to such a degree that the eyes suffered in consequence; and the only redeeming feature to be found in the landscape was the narrow strip of verdure, from which sprang palm trees and acacias, stretching along and following the river. The course of the Guaso Nyiro is ever-changing, and the character of the soil through which it flows pre- sents a great variety. At times the stream forces its way between impeding rocks, while at others it winds IV TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 123 smoothly and broadly over a shallow bed. Game was fairly plentiful; yet, as we were pressing on in the hope of reaching the lake, we rarely stopped while on the march, but contented ourselves with supplying our men with what game we could procure after camp was reached. For a few days the fish of the Guaso Nyiro proved a welcome addition to our diet, but at last we were forced to give them up. We had usually eaten them after dark, from a table illumined by the flame of a single candle; so that in judging of their quality we employed but taste. One morning, however, a large and _ fine- looking fish was put before us. Upon cutting it open, we found, to our disgust, that its flesh was filled with small worms. Needless to add, we discontinued eating fish from that time. All along the Guaso Nyiro, not only were the mos- quitoes troublesome, but we suffered great annoyance from flies. These were black in colour, shaped like the ordinary house fly, but with heads of a bright carmine colour. A bite from one of these insects was a disagree- able matter; for they inserted the proboscis not so much for the sake of securing food as to deposit and hatch their offspring. A few days after the bite was inflicted the flesh swelled considerably, and a little later the part bitten would open, and disclose a well- developed larva, with a black head, about the size of its progenitor. Up to this time we had lost but few of our donkeys; and none of these, so far as we knew, had died on account of fly-bites. Our horses, however, appeared to be ailing, particularly Lieutenant von Hohnel’s, which, 124 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. IV being unable to bear any burden, was driven listlessly along behind the caravan. On the 29th we had reached a point where the coun- try through which the Guaso Nyiro flowed was park- like in appearance; groves of tall dhum palms were seen extending 500 yards from the river bank, and here and there were groups of magnificent acacias. The going became delightfully smooth and easy. We seemed to have reached the end of the lava flow from the Jomben1 range. In the branches of these trees innumerable birds had their nests. Some of these birds have sweet voices, the notes of one or two sounding purely liquid to the ear. In shaded places, flowers like our morning- glories peeped up from the soil, mostly of a pale purple with red centres. Small herds of zebra and antelope wandered about, or fed placidly beneath the trees. The soil appeared to be extraordinarily rich, and with irri- gation this portion of the country should yield large crops of rice and millet. On this day I shot a beautiful lesser koodoo, the only one we saw upon this journey. On the following day’s march we came to a point where the river made a sharp bend to the north. It flowed eight miles in that direction, and then abruptly turned to the east upon reaching the foot of a high plateau. Motio told us that this plateau was called Marisi Alugwa Zombo; and from its top we expected to see Lake Lorian. We cut across the plain to the eastern end of the plateau, and reached it about half an hour before sun- set. Near camp I shot a fine female oryx beisa and two pallah. I also killed a fine female antelope, of what I considered a previously unknown species. We took a CANYON ABOVE CHANLER FALLS CHAP. IV TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 127 photograph of its head and neck, which will convey an idea of its peculiar appearance. Just before sunset Lieutenant von Hohnel and I crossed the river, and climbed the plateau. It rises to a height of nearly 500 feet above the plain, with sides as steep as the glacis of a fort, and covered with large blocks of lava. After a difficult climb, we reached the top, which we also found to be covered with these jagged blocks of larva, between which, at intervals, could be seen a stunted euphorbia, aloe, or cactus forc- ing its way. The top of the plateau is almost level, but there is a perceptible rise to the westward. The sun was just setting as we reached the top, so that we were not permitted to gaze for any time at the panorama spread out before us. However, we could trace the course of the Guaso Nyiro for twenty miles further, between the plateau and the desert, which stretched indefinitely to the westward. Fortunately, there was a full moon shining as we descended, so that we were able to reach camp without much difficulty. In this portion of Africa, as is well known, there is no twilight, and within half an hour after sunset the darkness of night has covered all. During this night we had a curious adventure. About midnight Lieutenant von Hohnel woke me up with a vigorous shake. I leaped to my feet and found the whole camp in an uproar—the men all rushing to and fro and shouting: “Zayart! Tayari!” (“Make ready! Make ready!”)in terrified tones. In the moon- light the trees cast weird shadows, and it was difficult to make out at once what was going on in camp. Sud- denly a loud laugh was heard, and then the men imme- 128 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. diately burst into mirthful shouts. We learned that the Soudanese night-watch had been suddenly startled at what they took to be a large body of men crawling towards the camp for the purpose of making an attack. They shouted to the men, and at once every one sprang to his feet, loaded his rifle, and screamed with excite- ment and fright. When all hands were fully aroused, it was then seen that the attacking party of savages consisted of a horde of monstrous apes, which had probably been attracted by our fires, but, terrified almost as much as my men, made off at once upon hearing the uproar. Some of these creatures weigh more than sixty pounds. We crossed the Guaso Nyiro the following morning, and marched four miles along the foot of the plateau. Upon reaching its end we made camp, and Lieutenant von Hohnel and I at once ascended it, this time climb- ing its northern face. We were rewarded by getting a view of the boundless desert, stretched on all sides to the horizon. Across this desert flowed the Guaso Nyiro, enshrouded in dhum palms and acacias. In the northeast our eyes were greeted by the sight of what appeared to be an enormous sheet of water, dis- tant about thirty miles. Lieutenant von Héhnel and I turned silently to one another, and with deep feeling clasped hands, delighted to think that the stories of the size of the lake had not been exaggerated. I at once set about guessing the number of days required to reach it, and Lieutenant von Hohnel, taking its bearings with his compass, decided and announced that it must be nearly sixty miles in length. On both sides of the green strip which marked the IV TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 129 course of the Guaso Nyiro stretched the desert, dazzling white, and level as the sea. At the point on which we stood the face of the plateau made a sharp turn west- ward, and in that direction continued as far as the eye could see. After three days’ march over the desert in a direction parallel to the river we came to a spot where on all sides roamed herds of zebra, oryx beisa, ostrich, and grantii, and standing here and there was the huge black body of a rhinoceros. One marvelled how these ani- mals could sustain life on such a desert; for with the exception of a few low, parched bushes there was scarcely any vegetation. Here and there a few strag- gling blades of grass forced their way through the soil; but at no place was there apparent a growth sufficient, in one’s opinion, for the sustenance of such vast herds of game. On one occasion while in this part of the country I had a narrow escape from a rhinoceros. It was toward evening, and we intended to soon make camp; when, at a point about 400 yards in advance of the column, I saw a small herd of zebra and two giraffes. I halted the caravan, and unaccompanied set out to stalk the game. While so engaged I noticed to my right, at a distance of about 200 yards, a solitary rhinoceros placidly feeding. We had sufficient rhinoceros meat, so I did not disturb him. The wind was blowing from where I stood toward him, in short and irregular puffs. I had approached to within 200 yards of my quarry and was about to take aim, when a shrill whistle from my men reached my ears. I turned around, and just in time, for the rhinoceros upon scenting me at once made K 130 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. for me. The soft soil had deadened the sound of his approach, and as I was at the time thoroughly engrossed in the stalk, I had not heard him. The whistle from my men, warning me of my danger, gave me just a mo- ment in which to leap to one side and avoid the rush of the animal. As a rule the rhinoceros snorts when it charges; but this one had not made a sound. Needless to say, I failed to get a shot at either the zebras or giraffes. However, while the men were pitching camp, they were charged by another rhinoceros, which paid the death AAR \\\ i ”) ) ql i, Na \ DEAD RHINOCEROS penalty for its temerity. We did not cut this animal up at once, and during the night it was visited by a hyena. One may form a conception of the thickness and toughness of the hide of a rhinoceros from the fact that, although the jaws of the hyena are very powerful, the beast had to satisfy itself with the ends of the ears and the tip of the tail, being unable to make any impression upon the other parts of the body. Near this portion of the river we saw several large zeribas. In these were unmistakable signs that they once held camels, sheep, donkeys, and goats. Judging IV TRAVELS [NV EASTERN AFRICA 131 from appearances at that time, they had been unoccu- pied for more than a year. On the third day after leaving the plateau we entered a thick forest of acacias. This forest was literally alive with rhinoceroses, which charged the caravan at almost every turn. We also saw many giraffes at this point. There one of our porters died of dysentery, and was buried by his companions. They made a shallow grave with their axes and machettes, and wrapping him in about four yards of sheeting, left him as silent evidence of our visit to this part of the world. After another day’s journey we emerged from the forest, and entered upon a treeless plain covered with coarse grass, which grew to a height of eight feet. The river at this point was much narrower — not more than forty feet wide — and flowed between steep banks. At intervals along its shores were little sandy strips, on each of which we would find a monstrous crocodile lying. Upon our approach, these saurians would noise- lessly slip off and disappear in the water. Along both banks of the river elephant trails were to be found, but for which it would have been impossible to trav- erse the jungle. These trails did not afford the very best paths for travel, having been worn in the rainy season, and in consequence filled with deep holes made by the ponderous feet of these animals. At noon we reached a small, solitary group of poplars. My men climbed some of these trees and reported that across the river in the jungle, at a distance of 1000 yards, there was a herd of twenty-two elephants. The grass was so tall we knew it would be impossible to get them, so we contented ourselves with gazing at 132 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. them. At that time they were not feeding, but ap- peared to be enjoying a sun-bath. As the wind was then blowing from them toward us, we hoped they would come to the river to drink, thereby giving us an opportunity for a shot. In this we were disap- pointed. All that day and the next succeeding we plodded over this elephant trail, always but a short distance from the river bank. Shortly after we left camp a hippopotamus, disturbed by our approach, suddenly emerged from the tall grass and plunged into the river, crossing our path not more than four feet in front of where I stood. Although my men wished me to shoot him, I refrained from so doing, and amused myself in watching his furious antics in the water, which at this point was so shallow that he could not conceal his body beneath the surface.. Like the ostrich, he endeavoured to conceal his head, but the shouts of the porters so terrified him that he raised it again, and splashed along by the side of the caravan, every now and then opening his cavernous mouth and then bringing his jaws together with a vicious snap. At length he reached a deeper portion of the river, into which he plunged and disappeared. Many times during the morning we heard the snort of rhinoceroses in the tall grass on our left, and at length, toward noon, we heard a violent snort not more than forty feet distant. In a moment we heard the dull thud of his feet, but the grass was so high and thick that we could catch no glimpse of the animal, yet all the time knew he was coming in our direction. Soon he reached the trail at a point about twenty feet behind where I stood. I had my rifle ready, but could not IV TRAVELS [NV EASTERN AFRICA 133 shoot, as my boy, Sururu, was between me and the onrushing animal. In an instant he caught Sururu, and with horror I saw the boy’s body. flying through the air, and had just sufficient time to throw myself to one side into the bush, ere the animal thundered past me and disappeared in the long grass. When I reached Sururu I found him lying on his side, groaning. At the time of this adventure Sururu was wearing an old canvas coat of mine, much too large for him. In a lower pocket of this coat he kept my compass and a heavy silver watch. The horn of the rhinoceros, after passing between his legs from the rear, broke the compass to bits, dented the thick case of the watch, and glancing off, inflicted a dangerous-looking wound in the groin. Had it not been for the thick canvas coat, the compass, and the watch, I think the blow would have been attended with fatal results. After a few minutes Sururu recovered sufficiently from the shock to be placed upon my horse, when we started on our way with any but pleasant thoughts and feelings. As before stated, the grass was so thick that it was impossible to see a rhinoceros until the animal was actually upon one, so that avoiding the rush of one of these animals in this thicket was more a matter of good luck than good judgment. Fifteen minutes after the accident to Sururu we reached a small open space in the tall grass. At this point there was lying across our path the trunk of a small, dead tree. Here my attention was arrested by a disagreeable sight only ten feet away, but on the other side of the fallen tree. There stood a _ rhinoc- eros facing me. It was impossible for us to turn back, 134 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. IV and, as the fallen tree hid the animal’s shoulder, I could see no vital spot exposed at which to aim. I gazed at it—fascinated. Its small eyes appeared to look into my very heart, and I could distinctly hear the grinding of its teeth as it fed. The wind was blowing in my direction. For some moments we stood facing one another. Almost unconsciously I raised my rifle to my shoulder and ranged my eye along the sights. Still no move- ment on the part of the animal. After remaining in this position for, say, thirty seconds, the animal appeared to become restless and swung its horned snout to one side, thereby giving me an opportunity for a good shot at its neck. In an instant my rifle was discharged; then through the smoke rushed the rhinoceros. In- stinctively I leaped to one side, and, as it passed me, I gave it a second shot, almost without taking any aim. It fell—dead. Beyond doubt this was the same rhi- noceros which had tossed Sururu, for upon the tip of its forward horn blood was plainly to be seen. I partly account for its utter unconsciousness of our approach from the fact that in the bright sunlight a rhinoceros is quite blind; but how to explain why it had not heard us forcing our way through the tall grass I am unable to say. It could not smell us, for the wind blew in our direction, so that I am forced to the conclusion that the rhinoceros depends more upon its sense of smell than upon either its sight or hearing. By this time the faces of my men wore solemn and frightened expressions, and many of them muttered that I must be bewitched to follow such a path, and through such a dangerous country. But had not Lieutenant ASANVGNOS AO GUYVNONVA HILIM ‘YOHLAY FHL CHAP. IV TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA 137 von Hohnel and I seen from the top of Marisi Alugwa Zombo plateau the wide expanse of the waters of Lake Lorian? That was sufficient, and no thought of turning back could enter our minds until we had reached this lake. We then thought we must be near it, and we expected that an early hour would find us encamped upon its shores. That night we were forced to cut a small opening in the tall grass so that our men could sleep. Knowing that it was unlikely that we should fall in with more trees, upon leaving our last camp we took with us a few dry twigs. These sufficed to make a fire upon which fomroast a little meat. After sunset the air became dank, and noisome vapours rose from the sluggish stream. We welcomed the coming of the following day with joy, and in order to hearten my men [I as- sured them that a few hours’ more marching would certainly find us in the open country. This proved to be the case; the grass was lower, and occasionally a stunted acacia could be seen above it. On this day the members of my caravan presented a most doleful appearance. Lieutenant von Hoéhnel and I were both stricken with fever; Sururu groaned from the back of my horse; one porter, borne in a hammock by two of his comrades, was dying of dysentery, and one of the Soudanese staggered along with the aid of a stick, his eyes wildly staring, and his lps muttering senseless phrases: he was unconscious from fever. Onward we silently and doggedly pressed. About noon we passed close to a herd of seven elephants, but looked at them with absolute indifference. Our minds were bent upon the single purpose of getting out of this dreadful coun- 138 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. try, and resting from our labours upon the shores of the lake. The soil was becoming moist under foot, and the grass wore a greener appearance. Where can the lake be? was our thought. At one o'clock, seeing a tall sycamore tree across the river (at this point not ten yards wide), we stopped the caravan, crossed the stream, and climbed as high as pos- sible up the tree. From this vantage point we took one long look, and then with half-suppressed curses de- scended to the ground. There is no Lake Lorian! It is but a vast swamp, overgrown with papyrus and water- grass. The narrowness and shallowness of the river at this point (it was but a foot deep) proved to us that it could not continue beyond the swamp —at least, in the dry season. Here, then, was the end of high hopes and incessant effort —no lake, no Rendile. The vast sheet of water we had seen from the top of the plateau had been a mirage. We felt that we had been tricked and duped by Nature at every turn. Our feelings of dejec- tion were shared by every member of the caravan. They, too, had lived in glad hopes of reaching the lake. Time and again [ had promised them that upon reach- ing it they should have their fill of camels’ milk and goats’ flesh. The burden of their muttered and _ in- cessant refrain was: “Wapi?” (“Where?”) “ Wapi bahari? Wapi ngamia? Wapi mbuzi? Wapi maziwa? Hapana kitu hapa! Gehennam tu!” (“ Where is the lake? Where are the camels? Where are the goats? Where is the milk? There is not a thing here! It is simply hell!”’) Our sympathies were with them, but it was unwise to allow them to remain long in this state; so they were at IV TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA 139 once set to work getting grass to strew upon the damp ground, while some were sent off in parties to collect what few dried sticks they could find. This work was soon accomplished. Each group of porters had a tiny fire, over which they were able to warm slightly their strips of meat. Lieutenant von Hohnel and I retired to bed, ill with fever. Our spirits were still further depressed by the night’s experience; mosquitoes in myriads swarmed about us. Even the thick skins of the negroes were not proof against the attacks of the tiny denizens of the swamp. No one was able to sleep. Curses and impotent yells echoed throughout the camp. Lieutenant von Hohnel and I each had mosquito cur- tains ; which, however, proved of no service as barriers from the pests. Throughout the long night we turned over in our minds but one project — how to get out as quickly as possible from this abode of pestilence and death. From the tree we had seen that the swamp stretched for several miles to the eastward. On both sides of the small stream the grass rose to a great height, and we knew that we had to march close to the river, in order to be able to procure water; so that there was nothing now to do but to return over the route by which we had reached the place. Our food supply was well-nigh ex- hausted, but we calculated that by making vigorous marches we should be able to reach the Jombeni Moun- tains before it gave out. On the following day, ere the break of dawn, all was in readiness for our departure, and at sunrise the wearied caravan started on its march. It is highly probable that during the rainy season Lorian Swamp may have the 140 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. appearance of a lake; and it is possible that after con- tinued and heavy rains there is an outflow in an easterly direction. The altitude of the bed of the swamp is about 500 feet above sea-level; but for all intents and purposes Lorian Swamp can be called the end and limit of the Guaso Nyiro River. Nine days of severe marching brought us once more to the Christmas camping-place. Shortly after we left the environment of Lorian Swamp, the Soudanese who was ill with fever, and the porter who had been suffering from dysentery, died and were buried by the banks of the muddy stream. It was with feelings of the greatest relief that we found ourselves once more in open country. Those six days spent in that tall grass were, indeed, terrible. The river, dark, muddy, and listlessly flowing between clay banks, was filled with large crocodiles; and occasionally from its waters there would rise some hideously shaped water-bird. These lent a gloomy air to what we were permitted by the tall grass to see. The charging rhi- noceroses and fierce hippopotamuses added an element of danger. All this, with the atmosphere heavily laden with malaria, increased our feelings of bitter disappoint- ment at our failure to discover either a great lake or the Rendile. Upon reaching the open desert Lieutenant von Hohnel and I recovered our spirits once more; and, de- spite the fact that for more than a month our diet had consisted of beans, corn, and what game we had been able to shoot (not the best food for a convalescent), we were able to march eight or nine hours each day with- out excessive fatigue. IV TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 141 On this march game seemed to be in greater plenty than it had been for the two preceding weeks. We killed many zebras, of a variety called grevii. The Guaso Nyiro seemed to be the dividing line between the country abounding with that species of animal and that roamed by the chapmani and burcheli. We found the two latter species very plentiful in the neighbourhood of the Jombeni range, but as soon as we had crossed the Guaso Nyiro, only the grevii were met. The latter make capital food; their flesh is tender, and they seem to carry much more fat than the other species. This, when boiled down and allowed to cool, does not congeal, and so makes excellent cooking material. The flesh of the chapmani and burcheli, however, is tough and taste- less, and possesses very much of what I imagine to be the flavour of horse-flesh. One day, while passing the foot of the Marisi Alugwa Zombo plateau, I came across a herd of twelve buffalo. They appeared to be much smaller than the buffaloes I had shot on my former journey in Masai Land. [ think I am right in stating they were not the Bos Kaffr, as those found in Southern Africa and Masai Land are called, but the Bos Orientalis, which roam the upper regions of the Nile. I had a curious adventure with these buffaloes. Upon reaching them I had but four cartridges in my Winches- ter; and, the cover being good, and the wind blowing in the right direction, I was able to knock down four, ere they broke into a run. Seeing the bodies lying upon the ground, I sent my gun-bearer back to hurry forward the men, in order that they might cut up the meat with as little delay as possible. He had scarcely left me, 142 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. when, much to my astonishment, I saw them, one after the other, stagger to their feet, and, slowly at first, but quickly enough in a moment or two, set out after the rest of the herd. I can account for this only upon the supposition that each one of my four bullets had just grazed the spine, and simply stunned the animals, which upon recovering from the effects of the shock were able to get up and run away. We searched for them several a % Hea Mtn Rola Yl fi Hy i) PHA ay cs iy Leal i all YUP Yn eri CAMP ON THE PLAIN NEAR LORIAN hours, but were unable to find them. In the spot where each animal had lain there was blood in plenty, but that was the only evidence that the sighting and shooting of these animals had been other than a dream. On several occasions, both Lieutenant von Hohnel and I killed zebra at distances varying from 600 to 800 paces. This only happened where the country was so open that we were unable to get closer to the game. The weapon used in these cases was, of course, a Mann- licher, the far-carrying properties of which, during our IV TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA 143 entire journey, never seemed tested to their utmost. The trajectory of a bullet fired from one of these rifles seemed to be perfectly flat for any distance at which the eye could see the object. After we had crossed the Guaso Nyiro I had an inter- esting adventure with a lion. It had rained during the morning, and in consequence the soil had become a sea of clinging mud. I was some distance in front of my caravan, and had just shot a grantii, when my gun-bearer and I heard some curious, whining noises in the bushes to our left. He (Karscho) said he thought there was a hyena about; so we approached cautiously in the direc- tion from which we had heard the noise. Suddenly Karscho seized my arm, pointed to the right, and whis- pered in an excited manner, “‘.Szméa” (“lion”); and there I saw, standing and gazing calmly at us, a full-grown animal, maneless, hence probably a female. I had fool- ishly entrusted my gun to Karscho, and before I could take it from his hands the lon wheeled and was off through the bushes. We were after it at once. Its great paws left prints in the mud as large as saucers, so that pursuit was easy. It would run 100 yards or so, and then hide in a bush, waiting our nearer approach, when it would again break cover and be off once more, but always on the opposite side of the bush from where we stood, so that we never got a sight of the animal. In this way we chased the lion for nearly half a mile, until at length we came to a circular clump of bush, some sixty feet in diameter and very dense. We circled this clump, and found that the tracks of the animal led into, but not out of it; so I stationed myself down-wind, and sent Karscho back to bring on my porters, with the 144 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. intention of having them beat the bush, alarm the lion, and drive it down in the open toward me. In half an hour he returned with the porters. While he was away, I fired two shots into the bush in the hope of dislodging the animal, but without this result. Upon the arrival of the porters I instructed them to advance slowly into the bush ina line, keeping close together; and each one was to shout as vigorously as possible, and beat his tin water- bottle. The porters entered into the spirit of the game, but the Soudanese refused to risk their lives. They said that in their country the lion was feared as the very devil, and no one with the slightest intelligence thought of venturing to close quarters with one. As they seemed so fearful, I allowed them to become spec- tators of the beat. The din made by my porters could have been heard for a great distance; their advance into the bush was slow, but steady. For nearly five minutes no result attended their efforts; but when they had almost got quite through the bush, a loud, short roar was heard, and like a flash of yellow light the hon darted from its hiding-place, and once more disappeared behind a neigh- bouring bush. During its flight I had but time for the quickest of snap-shots, and must have missed the animal by many feet. For more than half an hour we followed its trail, but finally were forced to give up the chase. Thus ended the hon adventure. On another occasion we had just made camp, and were resting in our chairs before our tent, when one of the men came up and told us a rhinoceros was ap- proaching at full speed in our direction. Lieutenant von Hohnel seized his Mannlicher, and shot the animal IV TRAVELS [NM EASTERN AFRICA 145 when at a distance of eighty yards from him. The bullet entered the chest of the rhinoceros and raked the entire length of his body, passing out through his quarter. As soon as it received the shot, the rhinoceros fell dead. Many ostriches were seen, but they were so wary, and kept at such great distances from us, that we had not the good fortune to shoot one. Along the banks of the river we found several small zeribas which had been inhabited by the Wanderobbo. i, i a Mi it i Maar Ge) Sta Ae fh gees an fs ihe ne A) fell Nea Sa i NN \\\ ThQ SS WHOS SCENE NEAR LORIAN These people I shall hereinafter speak of at greater length. Let it suffice here to say that they are a tribe living entirely upon game and wild honey. Wherever we found signs of a camp which had been inhabited by these people, we also discovered in its vicinity many small, carefully erected blinds, in which it was evidently the custom of these people to lie in wait for game. Late on the evening of January 18, we reached our Christmas camping-place on the Guaso Nyiro. The then most pressing question was, how to make our store G 146 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. of food last until we could reach the Jombeni range. The long marches of the last nine days had told severely upon the strength of my men, and they one and all presented a wofully emaciated appearance. Moreover, Lieutenant von Hoéhnel and I, not more from the excessive marching than from the coarseness of our fare, seemed in great need of rest and better diet, but to stop where we were was out of the question. ,in camp we had food for two days. Motio, our guide, told us that owing to the drought it would be impossible for us to take the route via the Ngombe and Kora craters to the mountains, but he assured us that there was a tribe inhabiting the western portion of the range. These people, he said, were called Wamsara. They were pos- sessed of food in plenty, and as they were rarely visited by traders, he felt sure they would give us a good recep- tion, and gladly exchange their products for what trad- ing-goods we had with us. We rested at our Christmas camping-place one day, and on Friday, January 20, set out for the Jombeni Mountains and food. The whole of the western side of this range, with the exception of the portion inhabited by the Wamsara, is bare of trees and wears a most forbidding aspect. From the eastern slopes many small streams flow either into the Mackenzie or Tana. From the western slopes, however, no streams flow into the Guaso Nyiro, but the water shed by these mountains silts through the soil, and rises to the surface again in the form of springs (for the most part strongly impregnated with sulphate of magnesium) only in the immediate neigh- bourhood of the Guaso Nyiro. Motio told us that from this point it would take IV TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 147 four days’ marching to reach the Wamsara. We were delighted to find that in the neighbourhood of these springs game was fairly plentiful, as this enabled us to save our small store of grain-food for emergencies. On the evening of the 22d we camped at the foot of a high gneiss hill, called by Motio Chabba. At the foot of this hill we found a spring of cool and delicious water flowing, and near by sported large herds of zebra, oryx beisa, and grantii. They stood within roo yards of of our camp, looking with curiosity at us, who prevented them from getting to their accustomed watering-place. The cry of a zebra much resembles the short, sharp bark of a dog; and when excited, these animals invari- ably give vent to this cry ere making off at top speed. We always felt uncomfortable at having to shoot a zebra, but when hungry men are to be fed, too nice feelings have to be sacrificed. Zebras are so numerous upon both banks of the Guaso Nyiro, that I feel sure, should a party go there well equipped for the purpose, it might in a few months succeed in capturing a large number of these animals. They seem to be entirely proof against the ill effects of fly-bite; and the plague, which had lately ravaged the country from Lake Rudolph on the north to Kilimanjiro on the south, although it had exterminated vast herds of buffalo, and had even destroyed a large number of antelope, had apparently left the zebra untouched. aa The greatest difficulty in connection with beasts of burden in this portion of East Africa is, that they are much too susceptible to the ill effects of the climate and flies. Should zebras be substituted in the stead of the animals at present used, these difficulties would 148 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. not be encountered, and travel in this country would thereby be much facilitated. I have heard it stated, that in South Africa zebras have been tamed _ suff- ciently to be harnessed to a coach. If such is the case, I see no reasons why, with proper methods and patience, they could not be broken to become excel- lent pack animals. I hope the British government, which appears to have at length decided to open up East Africa, will, ere it is too late, and sportsmen have exterminated the zebra, give this matter the attention which it deserves; for I feel convinced that intelligent efforts made with this end in view will be amply re- paid. In my opinion, the sum of $5000 would be suf- ficient for such an experiment. The zebras could be captured, either by building stockades near their drink- ing-places, into which they could be driven and secured; or, perhaps still better, by horsemen provided with lassos. The zebras in this part of the world are so tame, that I think there would be little difficulty ex- perienced in their capture. Near Mount Chabba, I saw for the first time what I might correctly term a herd of rhinoceroses. I counted six feeding close together. Usually these animals are met with singly, or at most in pairs; and when two are found together, they are usually a mother and offspring. At this camp I examined the rifles carried by my men, and found them in a very unsatisfactory condition. I served out a bit of rag and some melted zebra fat to each man, and informed the men that in three hours I would inspect the rifles, and I expected then to find them thoroughly cleaned. The result gives a fair idea of one IV TRAVELS IV EASTERN AFRICA 149 phase of the character of the Zanzibari — carelessness. My Soudanese and Somali set to work, and soon had their weapons in very good condition. But at least half of the porters ate the melted fat given them, and threw away the rags, yet were much surprised and pained upon learning my displeasure. On leaving Chabba the next day, we ascended a small ridge, from which we got a beautiful view of the contour of the northern side of Mount Kenya. Viewed from the north, this mountain presents the appearance of a vast pyramid, whose sides slope gradually to the plain. On the eastern slope, near the apex, the regularity of outline is interrupted by a rounded, knob-like projection. The snow-capped peak gleams white against the blue sky. Extending to a distance of twenty miles from the base on the northern side, there runs a range of hills which form a narrow ridge. This ridge gradually slopes away until it ends in the plain near the Guaso Nyiro. From its supposed resemblance to a queue, in which fashion the Masai warriors wear their hair, these people have called the range Donyo Loldeikan (Queue Mountains). Motio assured us that between Mount Chabba and the country of the Wamsara we should find a river, which, having its source in the Jombeni range, flowed into the Guaso Nyiro. He told us we should reach this river early in the afternoon; so we carried no water on this march. In the neighbourhood of Chabba the formation of the soil was gneiss, but a few miles beyond, our way was once more over lava-strewn plains. We marched steadily from seven o’clock in the morning until after sunset, but found no water. I then pitched camp, and 150 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. sent men out in search of water. They returned about nine in the evening, with the news that they had found a small hole containing liquid mud in sufficient quantity to suffice for the needs of our caravan. Mohamadi, the headman of the porters, did not reach camp until nine o'clock. The illness of one of the porters on the march had delayed him. This porter seemed to have lost the use of his limbs; he was wofully thin, and, owing to the fact that he had suffered from dysentery, had been unable to subsist upon a meat diet. The meagre rations we were compelled to allow him seemed insufficient for the recovery of his strength. The following day, within one hour’s march from our camp, we found a pool filled with excellent water. Had we known the night before of the existence of this pool, we should have been saved a deal of trouble and worry. We then had three men suffering from dysentery, and Sururu, although his wound was healing nicely, was unable to walk. Two of the sick men rode donkeys, but Sururu and the porter suffering from exhaustion were carried in hammocks. This number of sick greatly retarded our progress, and we made but five miles on that day. At every point of our route Mount Kenya could be seen. The beauty and grandeur of this mountain seemed to grow upon us. From our view- point, the greatest apparent width of the mountain extended from the northwest to the southeast. Its irregular, snow-capped peak seemed to be many miles away. Its sides declined to the northwest in a_ well- defined ridge, until the mountain at length blended and was lost in the Donyo Loldeikan. In a north- easterly direction from the summit, and about half-way IV TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 151 down the side of the mountain, there was a series of extinct craters and cone-shaped hills, which extended to the plain below. The northern side of Mount Kenya is very barren- looking, until an altitude of g000 or 10,000 feet is reached, at which height one may see a narrow belt of forest crossing the northwestern slope, gradually widening until it reaches the southwestern side, which appears to be covered with a dense, forest-like growth. January 29, at 10 A.M., we arrived at the river prom- ised by Motio the preceding day. At the point where we reached the stream it was a mere brook; but Motio said that another stream, coming from Mount Kenya, flowed into it, and that jointly they made a good addition to the Guaso Nyiro. Rhinoceroses were plen- tiful here, and we saw further signs of elephant. At noon we reached a dense growth of acacias and other bushes, where we rested for a moment by the side of a deep ditch formed by the rains. Here, with the aid of our glasses, we could see on the slopes of the Jombeni range, about five miles distant, the huts of the Wamsara. The soil is a bright red. A few hours after we crossed the ditch and resumed the march, the occasional cries of men were heard. At length we emerged from the bush, and entered a beautiful forest glade about thirty acres in extent. In the centre of this glade bubbled a clear mountain spring fringed with reeds, near which an unsuspecting and naked savage was pasturing some cattle. I was riding on my white pony in front of my men, and when I appeared on the edge of the glade, the terrified negro left his cattle and fled. He had 152 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. never in his life seen even a horse or a white man separately, and when the two appeared simultaneously, the sight proved too much for his nerves. In an incredibly short time a large band of fully armed warriors arrived, and endeavoured to persuade me to fall in with their ideas of a suitable camping- place. I waved them off, and pitched my tent under a tall palm tree. Through Motio we told them we wanted food, and were friends. They seemed incredu- lous, but after much talk we succeeded in purchasing a few potatoes, which Lieutenant von Hodhnel and I had cooked, and later ate with avidity. These were the first fresh vegetables we had partaken of since leaving Hameye. Immediately after my arrival the able-bodied men were set to work, and in less than half an hour the camp was fortified by a strong thorn zeriba. As this work proceeded, the natives eyed us with suspicion; and once or twice several elderly men actually ventured to seize some of the thorn bushes, and break down a portion of the zeriba already made. They sullenly with- drew, upon being told by Motio that the white man objected to their interference. We were one and all rejoiced at having reached people, and the prospect of food in plenty. The countenances of my men soon lost the appearance of fatigue and anxiety they had worn during the previous month, and even the sick and ailing raised their heads, and showed signs of interest in what was going on about them. It is characteristic of the sick African to give up all hope of recovery; and this, together with the hardships they were forced to undergo while on the march, and the IV TRAVELS [VM EASTERN AFRICA 153 meagreness of their diet, made it a really difficult matter to restore one of them to health after being taken ill. On this day we served out the last of our supply of beans and corn. By the use of our rifles, we had been enabled to make the thirty days’ supply of food which we had taken with us when leaving Hameye last exactly fifty days. Had we gone unprepared, to take advantage of the presence of game, we should long before have been forced to turn back. For the preceding ten days both Lieutenant von Hohnel and I had suffered all the tortures of indigestion resulting from our coarse diet. With eagerness we questioned Motio as to the products of the country of Wamsara. He said the natives grew two kinds of millet, Indian corn, tobacco, squash, pump- kins, and three varieties of beans. The thought of this variety watered our mouths; and we went to sleep soothed with the thought that on the morrow market would open, and we should revel in the luxury of fresh vegetables. Clive hE RAN, WE were up with the dawn of the following day, and made haste to display our supply of trading-goods in the most tempting manner. These consisted of two loads of heavy American sheeting, several bolts of bright scarlet cotton goods, coils of iron, copper, and brass wire of varying thicknesses, and a great variety of beads — red, white, pink, and blue—of all sizes and shapes. We felt confident that our wares would arouse the mer- cantile instincts of the Wamsara; for had not Motio assured us that they were rarely visited by traders? We knew that what traders had reached these people had brought with them as articles of barter only the -most inexpensive materials, and a limited variety of even such. The night just passed had been very cold. Our ther- mometer at sunrise registered 54 Fahrenheit. When one bears in mind that the temperature at midday was 120 F., the severity of this cold may be imagined. Our poor men, although they had built great fires, shivered so that they had scarcely been able to sleep, covered as they were with but a thin cotton sheet. It is surprising what a degree of cold negroes can bear, provided they are well nourished. Their thick, oily skins seem to retain the natural heat of the body, when exposed to variations of temperature which would prostrate a 154 CHAP. V TRAVELS [N EASTERN AFRICA 155 white man. When cold, the negro invariably covers his head and ears, and often sleeps with his head to the fire; while between him and the ground, no matter how cold and damp, is spread but a single thickness of straw matting, though most of the porters preferred the skin of an animal, when procurable. This custom of covering the head and exposing the nether extrem- ities is practised by all inhabitants of hot countries I have ever met. The Arabs have a saying, “If you cover your head warmly and expose your feet, health will ever remain with you.” Of course, a European is forced to wear shoes and_ stockings, which, while they protect his feet, are very uncomfortable in hot countries, and often cause the feet to swell. It has been my experience that the thicker and warmer one’s head covering in the tropics, the cooler one’s head seems to be. For the first six months of this journey I had worn a white turban, similar to those worn by the Arabs, but had been forced to discard it, as its conspicuousness rendered it difficult for me to stalk game with success. Upon laying aside the turban, I made use of a double-felt Terai hat, and had _in- creased its weight and thickness by adding a band consisting of many folds of cotton sheeting. I found that the top of my head did not need nearly as much protection as the temples and nape of the neck. Many travellers prefer the cork helmet; but both Lieutenant von Hohnel and I found them not only very cumber- some and awkward (particularly when forcing our way through bush), but also not nearly so great a protec- tion against the rays of the sun as thick felt. Motio had told us that owing to the cold the natives 156 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. of the mountains rarely ventured from their huts until the sun was well up in the sky; so we were not surprised, even at eight o’clock, at not seeing the natives we ex- pected; but when ten and eleven had passed, and noon arrived, finding the neighbourhood of our zeriba still deserted, we began to feel anxious and to think that evil was brewing. We called Motio and questioned him. He said: “Have patience; the Wamsara will surely come and he Ue ae MS WAMSARA ELDERS bring food.” While Lieutenant von Héhnel was mak- ing his midday observation, we heard shouts from the forest, and there soon appeared a motley band of na- tives, numbering some hundreds. There were about fitty old men among them; the rest were warriors. All were armed. The old men carried long spears with short, trowel-shaped heads, short bows, and arrows whose tips we could see were covered with a black substance, which we knew to be poison. They were clad in long Vv TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 157 half-tanned cowhide, fastened with a loop over one shoulder. Their heads were shaven. The young men presented a much more warlike ap- pearance. In their right hands they carried spears nearly seven feet in length, in shape similar to those carried by the Masai. These spears had a blade three feet long, about five inches wide at its base, from which it tapered to a sharp point. Fitted into a socket at- tached to the blade was a short piece of wood, which was grasped by the hand. Joined to this latter was a heavy iron rod, of sufficient weight to give impetus to a blow. This, likewise, was sharpened to a point. While en- gaged in conversation the warriors drove their spears into the ground. Around the waist they wore a belt, between which and the body was stuck a short sword in a sheath, and a war-club. The latter are three feet in length, very slender where grasped by the hand, but end- ing in a round knob as large as a baseball. On their left arms they bore large oval shields, upon which, painted in three different colours (red, white, and black), were curious decorative designs. The warriors were clad in short cloaks of untanned goatskin, looped over the right shoulder by a strip of hide, thus leaving the right arm free. These cloaks do not fall lower than the stomach of the wearer. The Wamsara wear their hair dressed in the Masai fashion. From their foreheads and down almost to the eyes falls a thick mass of hair cut square like a bang. This is trained in small cordlike ringlets, dyed with red clay, and covered with grease. The hair at the back of the head is twisted into a queue, which is bound about by a strip of sheepskin. Many of the warriors painted 158 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. both their upper and lower eyelids red, and several had adorned their cheek-bones with round red spots. In appearance they were very warlike, and their bearing was graceful and fearless. Upon nearing our zeriba, the crowd of natives grew silent. They passed without deigning to favour our camp with so much as a glance, but continued their march to a point about 200 yards beyond us, where they halted, and having seated themselves, engaged in excited parley. The speakers were always old men, and but one spoke at a time, while the others, gathered about him in a circle, sat on their heels. In his right hand the speaker invariably held a war-club, by wildly bran- dishing which he added emphasis to his harangue. Motio listened attentively to what they said, and his face fell. He told us that he was afraid that the Wam- sara would behave badly, and explained that they did not seem to recognize any difference between our cara- van and those of the Zanzibari, which occasionally vis- ited them. He added, moreover, that no Zanzibari caravan would dream of venturing into the Wamsara country, unless several hundred in number; and _ that the last caravan (numbering 200) which had _ visited these people had all their goods stolen, and were cut to pieces to aman. We asked why he had delayed in telling us this; to which question he made an evasive reply. We told him to explain to the Wamsara that our intentions in visiting them were of the most peace- ful nature; that we had journeyed a long time in the desert, had exhausted our food supply, and had come to them for the simple purpose of purchasing from them a sufficient quantity of grain to enable us to return to Vv TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 159 our camp at Hameye. He told this to the old men, and presently returned with a request from them for a present. As it is customary to begin one’s acquaint- ance with a strange tribe with gifts, we sent a quantity of beads and wire to them by Motio. He returned with the intelligence that they were dissatisfied with the present. This I had expected; so I told him to inform them that the present I had given them was but a small beginning of what would be theirs, should they behave properly toward us; and to assure them that not only would we give liberal prices for food, but that, as soon as we had bought all we needed, we would dis- tribute the remainder of our goods among the tribe, as a proof of our friendship and liberality. Motio said that they refused to bring food on that day, but that on the following day their chief medicine- man would come, and make blood brothers with the white man; and then trade would begin. We were much disgusted at this turn of affairs, but decided to make the best of it; and so sent word to the Wamsara that we would expect their medicine-man early the next morning. Thereupon, the natives marched away, shout- ing what Motio told us was a war-chant, and during the afternoon no natives appeared. That night there was a good moon, and about mid- night my gun-bearer, Karscho, awoke me with the intelligence that there was a rhinoceros drinking at a spring not more than sixty feet away. I leaped from my bed, and seized a rifle; knowing that if I succeeded in bringing down the rhinoceros, the question of food supply would be solved for a period of at least two days. But I was destined to disappointment; for ere I was 160 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. able to get a sight at him, he had quenched his thirst and disappeared in the bushes. That night my poor men went supperless to bed, and during the night the porter, who had been suffering from exhaustion and the effects of dysentery, died. We were careful to bury him in such a manner that his grave would not be noticed by the natives; as these people do not bury their dead, but throw them to the hyenas, being much averse to the interment of a corpse in their territory, as they consider it will have an evil effect upon their crops. The next day Lieutenant von Hohnel and I went to a neighbouring hill and surveyed the Wamsara territory. We found that we were encamped near the edge of a forest. From the forest to the highest peak of the Jombeni range, quite ten miles away, all was cultivation. Between us and the peak there stretched a wide valley, surrounded by low, red-clay hills. The available surface of the valley seemed to be covered with half-grown millet. On the hillsides we counted a large number of beehive-shaped straw huts. On this morning we had been awakened by the cries of men, instead of the barking of zebra or the howl of the hungry hyena. Warriors and old men came in parties of twenty and thirty, until at length about 300 were in sight. No women came. This we knew to be a bad sign, as the natives invariably show their peaceful intentions to a caravan by permitting their women to visit it. Then, too, almost all trading is done by the women; so from their absence we apprehended another day of no market. After a great deal of talk, Motio succeeded in pur- chasing three yams and a package of tobacco. We found the tobacco of the Wamsara to be very strong, v TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 161 but of fair flavour. Their preparation of it was curious. When dried, they tear it into small pieces and soak it in water. They next knead it into a ball, and wrap it up tightly, covering it with a banana leaf; then they hang it up in their huts for several months, until it has become quite dry. Its flavour is not disagreeable, but owing to this method of treatment it is very strong. One and all of the natives chewed tobacco, most took snuff, and a few smoked pipes. Their pipes have small stone or clay bowls, with long reed stems. After assembling, the natives took themselves off to a shady spot, and again indulged in a long harangue. Accompanied by Motio, I went to them, and said that our patience had become exhausted; that my men and myself were actuated by the kindest impulses towards the Wamsara, but that unless food was at once brought, and the market opened, we should be forced to take strong measures to supply ourselves with the neces- saries for existence. While I was speaking, Lieutenant von Hoéhnel was making his noon observation; and I took pains to explain to the people that Lieutenant von Hodhnel was a very great medicine-man; that he was then engaged in making a medicine which would frustrate any evil intentions which the Wamsara might have formed in regard to their treatment of us, and that at the same time it would imbue my caravan with such enormous strength that we should be absolutely irresistible. I told them to think over the matter, and come to a quick decision to bring food and open market. They received these words with incredulity; so after reiterating my statement I returned to camp; whereupon M 162 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. the natives rose in a body, grasped their arms, and in- dulged in a war-dance. Motio explained that it was use- less to expect any good behaviour from the Wamsara; and added that his advice was for us to return at once to the desert, and endeavour to find some other road back to our camp at Hameye. The shortest route to Hameye lay across the Jombeni range, and Motio assured us that our march across this range in our present condition would consume at least three days. He added that, as the mountains were densely populated, it would be absolutely impossible to push across them with our small force, should the natives prove hostile, and that they would so prove he declared himself fully convinced. Up to the time of our arrival at Wamsara the behaviour of Motio was all we could desire, hence we were loath to suspect him of treachery; but the fact that he did not warn us of the possibility of a hostile reception at the hands of the people on the mountains forced us to think that whatever were his intentions, his judgment, at least, was not the best in the world. Our first duty was to our caravan and ourselves; so Lieutenant von Hohnel and I both came to the con- clusion that but one road was open to us, and that it led across the mountains, and through the territory of the Wamsara. With the caravan in its then weakened state, it would be impossible to make a long detour in the desert, and trust to our rifles alone for our supply of food. We weighed the matter carefully, and went to rest that night with our minds fully made up. At two o'clock in the morning I had my men awakened, and all preparations were silently made for Vv TRAVELS [NV EASTERN AFRICA 163 our departure. I served out twenty rounds of ammu- nition to each of the porters, and provided each of the Soudanese and Somali with fifty. This well-nigh exhausted the store of cartridges we had taken with us. Owing to the amount of shooting I had done while on this journey, I had at that time but fifty-five rounds left vi) és TEN WAT, NIRA \ \\ » Ss | \ MW \ \ Y , \ \\\ aie ‘ ! Wa & i Te Wh n Saree f 4 Ni \ Nina m ur’s fe ie i h iy i TYPE OF LANDSCAPE for my Winchester, and Lieutenant von Hodhnel had sixty-four left for his Mannlicher. After serving out the ammunition to the men, we discovered that we had 300 rounds as a reserve supply in case of emergencies. It was a bright moonlight night, and strict watch was kept, lest the natives should attack us; for Motio had told us that the Zanzibari caravan, which had been 164 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. destroyed by the Wamsara a few years before, had been attacked in the night; but no sign of natives could be seen. The Somali spent the night in prayer and sing- ing of religious songs, as is their custom upon the eve of a dangerous enterprise. By five o'clock in the morning all was ready in camp, and we started on the march which we hoped would lead to food, but feared would in all probability be attended with many difficulties and no little danger. My men, to stay the pangs of hunger, one and all tightened their belts around their bodies. Lieutenant von Hohnel and I fortified ourselves with a cup of coffee, and placed in our pockets a few handfuls of corn. These handfuls of corn were the only food in the caravan. Our order of marching was as follows: I was in the front accompanied by five Soudanese, Karscho my gun- bearer, my tent-boy Baraka, and Motio our guide. To guard against treachery on the part of Motio, he was securely bound about the waist with a rope, the end of which was held by a stalwart porter, who bore in his other hand a small American flag. Behind the little advance guard came half of the able-bodied porters, bearing on their heads loads of trading-goods and trophies of the chase. Following these porters (some eighteen in number) came the sick; two were carried in hammocks, and one rode a donkey. Then came the donkeys which had been used to carry our food while it lasted. Their empty panniers rattled against their sides, and gave noisy but unassailable evidence of the desperate straits to which we were then reduced for supplies. Following the donkeys Vv TRAVELS IM EASTERN AFRICA 165 came the remainder of the porters. The rear of the caravan was brought up by Lieutenant von Hdhnel, his tent-boys, five Soudanese, the remainder of the Somali, and Hamidi, the headman of the porters. Through the forest there lay a well-beaten path, and the rays of the setting moon enabled us to make our way over it without difficulty. Half an hour’s march, and we began to enter the bordering planta- tions of the Wamsara. The path then became better. On both sides millet rose to the height of two feet, and the plantations were dotted here and there with what in the weird moonlight looked like watch-towers. Such they proved to be. The natives had raised wooden platforms to the height of fifteen feet, on which fires were burning, and around these fires we could just descry the forms of warriors. Our advance was made as silently as possible; but we had not entered the cultivated portion of the Wamsara terri- tory a quarter of a mile, ere from tower to tower were exchanged fierce cries, and the brightening dawn enabled us to distinguish large bodies of natives hurrying on to some point in front of us. Soon it was daybreak, and, as our approach had already become known to the natives, I gave the order for the tomtom to sound. The first rays of the rising sun illumined the stars and stripes carried at the head of my little force, as with flying colours and sounding tomtom we advanced briskly into a country which we felt convinced was inhabited by people in every way hostile to us. When Lieutenant von Hoéhnel and I had ascended the hill near the camp which we had just left for the 166 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. purpose of getting information as to the contour of the territory of the Wamsara, we had noticed that the valley inhabited by these people was wider at its centre; hence our endeavour was to reach this portion of the country, if possible, ere we were attacked by the natives. At 6.30 we crossed a little stream, and by seven had halted upon a small knoll commanding a good view of the surrounding country, and _inter- sected by many broad paths. Near us (in fact, not more than 200 yards distant) in several places were scattered groups of native huts. These appeared to be deserted by the male inhabitants, but were thronged with women and children, who eyed us curiously for a short time and then made off. Upon reaching the knoll, I placed at its centre our sick, with the loads of trading-goods and donkeys, and with my men formed a circle around the stores. We had scarcely taken our position ere I noticed at one of the villages near by a man past middle age, who was clad somewhat more luxuriously than any of the Wamsara I had seen before. About his head was bound a wide strip of red cotton, and from his shoulders depended a cloak made from the skins of monkeys. Through Motio I entered into conversa- tion with this man, but could learn nothing from him; so by a quick movement I succeeded in seizing and ° binding him. I then brought him to our little knoll, and explained to him that even then our intentions were purely friendly. We had waited long enough for the Wamsara to bring us food and open trade with us. Under the circumstances we felt justified in seizing food, but in order to prove our good inten- Vv TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA 167 tions I was willing to wait until the sun reached a certain point (which I indicated — about nine o’clock), to afford the Wamsara ample time in which to bring us food and open trade.- Should they not avail them- selves of this opportunity, but one course remained for us—to seize sufficient food to supply the imme- diate needs of our caravan at all hazards. If they wished to attack us, well and good; but let them first get our trading-goods by barter; then, if they considered themselves sufficiently strong, they could attack us and deprive us of all the food they had sold us. The old man listened to my remarks with stolid countenance, and at their conclusion a shadowy smile lit up his features. Motio shook his head and said: “Master, there is no use in waiting any longer; the Wamsara will attack us in a moment.” With these words he waved his hands to the surrounding hills, then black with warriors, and ringing with their savage shouts. The eyes of my men were all centred upon me. They seemed to lose sight of the danger in which they were placed, as if their minds were imbued with but one idea—food. They murmured: “In these villages near at hand there is food in plenty; we must fight soon, but before fighting let us eat.” Some one has said that Scotchmen fight better when they are hungry; but my small experience has con- vinced me this is not the case with negroes. The numbers of the natives upon the surrounding hills momentarily increased, and I felt the necessity of striking an immediate blow, before the courage of my 168 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. V men should be dampened by the onrush of hordes of shouting savages. I made four divisions of my force: one consisted of Lieutenant von Hohnel and myself, the sick, and six able-bodied men —this party remained on the knoll; the other-three parties I sent to the neighbouring villages with instructions to bring such food as they could find, sufficient for the day’s needs. They cheerfully set out upon their errand, and in a few moments had driven a few head of cattle, some goats, and a few sheep to our knoll, and brought with them a few loads of beans and millet. They had scarcely reached the knoll, ere with loud shouts a body of warriors, at least 200 in number, sprang from the plantations where they had been in hiding, and dashed toward the knoll by a road. Advancing in column, they presented a front of but five or six men. I placed six men across this road to repel their attack, and when the attacking force had reached a point about 100 paces distant they received the first volley. The aim of this volley was bad, and had no deterring effect upon the advance of the savages. The command, “Aim lower!” was given, and when the second volley rang out, the advancing column was seen to waver. At the third and fourth volleys the natives in the front of the column scattered and broke; but those in the rear came pluckily on. This was the opening of the ball. Soon we were engaged upon all sides, and for two hours our atten- tion was directed to stemming the onrush of hundreds of natives. Upon seeing them weaken, we would charge the retreating column with a small force, and endeavour by excessive punishment to prevent their ‘ ) NTA \ AY ALN SRNR ANAT S Waa A i; 4 li: Ze iz I A CHARGE OF WAMSARA CHAP. V TRAVELS IM EASTERN AFRICA I7I return. For the first hour of the engagement our fire seemed to daze the natives, and they would retreat to a point beyond range. They would there reassemble, and after being harangued by their chiefs would again charge us, only to be beaten back again. We, however, did not get off scot free. There were many hand-to-hand combats between my men and the natives. Three of the porters were stretched upon the ground. By 11 A.m., when the natives left us in peace, we discovered that twelve more of our band were wounded, some so seriously as to be unable to walk, and all seemed to suffer acutely from pain. Two of my men had been shot through the leg by poisoned arrows, which throughout the combat had rained over our little knoll; but in most cases the aim was so bad, that the natives overshot their mark. Fortunately the poison placed upon the arrows with which my men were wounded had not been freshly applied, and did not dissolve in passing through the flesh. In each of these two cases the arrow-head passed through the leg, leaving the shaft transfixed ; so we had to break off the feathers and pull out the arrow-stems. However, we then had but little time to devote to the treatment of the wounded, as we knew not when the natives would return in greater numbers, and resume the attack. So we gathered such supplies of food as we could, with the intention of continuing our march. By noon we had secured a number of goats and cattle, and cereals sufficient for eight days’ rations for our men. At the start we had great difficulty in driving the cattle and goats— they were as wild as hawks; but I soon discovered, to 172 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. my great satisfaction, that the Somali and Soudanese appeared to be accustomed to the cattle-punching business, and were able to drive the wildest cow along with comparative ease. Before setting out on the march I released the old native I had captured, and sent him to a large band of warriors I had noticed upon one of the surrounding hills, with the following message: ‘Tell your people that they have now learned the futility of harassing the white man and his caravan upon the march; that they must be convinced of our power and strength, and of the further fact, that our medicine was better than theirs. That we felt we had inflicted sufficient punishment upon them for their ill-treatment of us, and for the dastardly manner in which they had massacred the Zanzibari cara- van some years before. That we were unwilling to de- stroy any more of their tribe; and, as we had already supplied ourselves with sufficient food for the journey, they could rest content that we would no longer remove even a single grain from their plantations, or one head of cattle from their kraals. That it was our intention to march peacefully through their territory, and so it would be wise for their warriors not to harass us upon the march. However, should they prove deaf to this warning, and repeat their attacks upon us, we would again make use of our mighty medicine, lay waste their country, and wipe the tribe of Wamsara off the face of thesearth.” The old man was delighted to escape, and set off in the direction indicated. From subsequent events I doubt very much whether he delivered the message. Our condition at the time of sending this message Vv TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 173 could not have struck the casual observer as sufficiently satisfactory to warrant its confident tone. The caravan did not number sixty men, all told. Of this number twelve were wounded, and all but twelve of the able- bodied were heavily laden. Moreover, we were ham- pered with the flocks and herds we had captured. From the little knoll on which we had taken our stand Motio had pointed out to us, winding up the side of the range and passing near the summit of the highest peak, the road over which our route must lie. This path was bright red in colour, and was distinctly outlined by the verdure bordering thereon. Motio assured us that between our position and the peak the way was intersected by many deep ravines; and that shortly after leaving the knoll it would lie between masses of dense undergrowth, well suited for ambush and surprise. There was no time to be lost, as the peak which was the limit of the Wamsara territory was more than ten miles distant, and noon had already passed. Beyond the peak lived the Embe; would they receive us in a friendly manner? It seemed unlikely, but Motio assured us such would be the case. However, our hopes were not high, as he had failed to give us the best information regarding the treatment we should receive at the hands of the Wamsara. To remain where we were was impossible. So, reflecting that suff- cient unto the day is the evil thereof, we hardened our hearts; I gave the command to fall in, and our little force moved slowly toward the peak. On both sides of our line of march great numbers of natives followed, at distances varying from 100 to 300 174 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. yards. Occasionally an arrow, discharged by some one in ambush near our flank, would whiz over our heads, or fall harmlessly on the path in front of us. Then again, stones as big as Dutch cheeses would come hur- tling in our direction. These stones were discharged with great force, and with the slings with which they were thrown the natives were capable of sending them a distance of 100 yards. The arrows came with greater velocity, and had a flight of 150 yards. The forces of the Wamsara appeared to be divided into three parts: first the old and middle-aged, who confined themselves exclusively to the use of the bow; then the young men, armed with spears, swords, and war-clubs; then lads of sixteen years and under, who employed themselves with slings. At one time and another during this day’s fighting the Wamsara had from 2000 to 3000 men in the field sufficiently brave and active to have annihilated a force four times as great as mine, though armed with rifles; but their lack of organization and their ignorance of the first principles of warfare enabled us, as the event proved, to be more than a match for them. Our progress was necessarily slow. Upon reaching the ravines in our path the caravan had to be halted, scouts sent across them to discover whether or not natives were lying beyond them in ambush, and then, having seized that point with toil and difficulty, our heavily hampered caravan was led across it. On sev- eral occasions the natives crept up in the bush to close quarters with us, and then made quick flank attacks. These attacks were made by small numbers, however, and we invariably managed to beat them off. V TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 175 Had they attacked us in these places with large par- ties, we would have been unable to use our rifles to advantage, and undoubtedly should have been cut to pieces to a man. These attacks occurred only dur- ing the first two hours of our march. The Wamsara then appeared to change their tactics, and having convinced themselves of the direction in which our route lay, they took advantage of the formation of the country, and attempted to block our way by ambush and surprise at the ravines. In one of the ambushes I had a very narrow escape. The path ascended to a narrow gully, which crossed it at right angles, and beyond the gully the path changed direction and ran parallel with it. Before entering the opening in the neighbourhood of this gully, I halted the caravan. In company with Motio and two men I advanced to its edge, and examined the nature of the surface beyond, to ascertain the feasibility of crossing. We had just reached the bank, when my attention was arrested by an old man standing alone on the other side of the gully, and waving a war-club while he shouted to us. Motio listened attentively to what he said, and translated it as follows: ‘“ The Wamsara recognize the might of the white man and his people. They wish for no more war. From now on the road will be free from attack. I am a friend of the white man and his people, and I tell him this. Let him have no more fear.” I instinctively distrusted the words of this prophet, and raised my rifle to my shoulder. Hardly had I done so when thud! thud! upon the hard path around me fell a dozen arrows, with such force that 176 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. after striking they remained fixed upright in the soil. I had just time to leap behind a neighbouring rock with my two men, when a volley of arrows struck close by us. Upon raising my head I distinguished about 100 men at work with their bows, discharging arrows with such rapidity as they could in my direction. At the same time, under cover of this thick fire, 200 warriors were approaching us as silently and rapidly as possible. A few well-directed shots dispersed the bowmen, but the spearmen were almost upon us ere I could devote attention to them. They came on very pluckily, but were unable to resist the effects of my Winchester and Karscho’s Mannlicher. Throughout the marching, owing to the looseness of our formation caused by the attention we had to give the flocks, Lieutenant von Hohnel and I rarely caught sight of one another. His presence at the rear of the caravan was made known to me, however, by the familiar sound of his Mannlicher, which rang out every now and then, and convinced me that he, likewise, was very busy curbing the impetuosity of the natives in our rear. Throughout the engagement I found my Winchester most service- able, but Lieutenant von Hohnel was convinced of the superiority of the Mannlicher. Its accuracy of fire, with its extremely long range, enabled him not only to disperse those parties immediately upon him, but also to break up bands of warriors forming at a distance of 500 yards, for the purpose of making concerted attack. Had it not been for him and_ his Mannlicher, I am convinced that this story would never have been written. Vv TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 177 On one occasion he was able to save one of our men by a hair’s breadth. Through some means this man had become separated from our column, when suddenly he appeared, running at full speed after us. Behind and close to him chased four natives with their gleam- ing spears almost in contact with his back. When he sighted the caravan, he pluckily stopped, dropped to a kneeling position, and fired at the nearest native; but he missed him. He at once sprang to his feet and away, but with only a few inches separating his back from the pursuer’s spear. Lieutenant von Hohnel had just time to kill two of the enemy, whereupon the others abandoned the chase, ere the man’s foot caught in some obstacle and he was thrown to the ground. At four in the afternoon the peak appeared to be within easy reach, but between it and us stretched a ravine 100 feet in depth, the sides of which were very steep. Here the natives made a determined stand, and it was only by sharp fighting that we were able to force our way across. At six o'clock we had crossed the ravine, and camped in the shadow of the peak. There was no thorn with which to make a zeriba, and we were compelled temporarily to neglect the wounded, in order to construct a compound for our cattle, sheep, and goats. As Lieutenant von Hohnel with a small force was engaged in guarding the ravine over which we had just crossed, the duty of attending the wounded devolved upon me. My treatment, however unskil- ful, proved satisfactory; for, though many of the wounds took a long time to heal, none had fatal results. An impression of the warlike nature of my men will be conveyed, when I state that all the wounds received N 178 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. had been inflicted upon the rear. Only one Somali had been wounded from the front, and he had been literally covered with stabs from swords and _ spears, both in front and behind; but the Zanzibari, owing to their lack of nerve and their bad shooting, had been unable to face the enemy, and so received no wounds in front. Had it not been for the good shooting of the Soudanese and Somali and one or two of the Zanzibari, we should undoubtedly have been annihilated. Shortly after dark Lieutenant von Hohnel and the men with him reached camp. Twenty of the goats were at once slaughtered, and milk from the cows filled every available vessel in camp; so that night my men revelled in plenty. The cold was intense, but the negroes heeded it not; all night long the camp rang with laughter and song. They ate, and ate, and ate until the hour of dawn. Throughout the entire day Lieutenant von Hohnel and I had had no food but the few handfuls of parched corn we took with us. Fortunately we carried two boxes of cola tabloids, a small number of which proved sufficient to sustain us throughout the long day of fatigue and anxiety. We also found them of greatest use in keeping up the spirits and fortitude of the wounded. Owing to the wakefulness of our men that night, we were not attacked by the natives; and at six o'clock in the morning, Friday, January 27, we were again under way. Motio told us that we had reached the country of the Embe, where we hoped to find a peaceful reception and friendly treatment. Before setting out on the march we served out the remaining ammunition, and Vv TRAVELS [NM EASTERN AFRICA 179 I found, much to my disgust, that the porters were reduced to six cartridges per man; that the Soudanese and Somali had but twenty rounds each; while Lieu- tenant von Hohnel and I had, respectively, twenty-five and seventeen. With such a small supply of ammu- nition on hand, it can well be imagined that we did not look forward with confidence to the issue of any attack by the natives. The road led us under the peak, and in many places was cut by deep ravines and small streams. After two hours’ marching we crossed one of these ravines, and on the opposite side were met by a large band of Embe. They greeted us with smiling faces, and had tufts of grass and small branches tucked in their greasy locks as signs of peace. We gladly accepted their overtures, clapped them heartily upon the back, and cheerfully followed them as they preceded us upon the road. In crossing the ravine the donkeys and cattle caused some delay, and upon reaching an open space I halted the caravan, in order to give Lieutenant von Hoéhnel and the rear-guard an opportunity to close up. Motio was still bound and guarded by our standard- bearer. His behaviour throughout the preceding day had been gallant in the extreme. He exhibited no sign of fear, and when the battle raged hottest, shouted defiantly to the Wamsara, and clapped his hands with savage glee upon seeing them beaten off. After the first few hours of sharp fighting he could not under- stand our moderation at taking only what we needed; but eagerly urged upon us the advantage of marching behind a small hill on our right, where, he said, the country teemed with flocks and herds. He said the 180 THROUGH JUNGLE. AND DESERT CHAP. small number we had taken was not nearly enough even to reward him for his services, and that people like ourselves should not be satisfied with anything less than all we could possibly take. Upon entering the territory of the Embe, he had asked to be released from his bonds. I told him this would be very danger- ous for him, as his home was some distance over the Embe country, and should we be forced to fight the Embe, they would take revenge upon him after our I Y wh fA ME dW egy MODE OF CARRYING THE SICK departure; but that, as they could see he was our pris- oner, bound, and unable to make his escape from us, he would be absolved from our actions. This struck him as an excellent argument, and throughout our stay with the Embe (a period of five days) he never un- fastened the rope from his body, but walked about camp with the end trailing on the ground, seemingly proud of his appendage, and looking for all the world like one of his arboreal ancestors. Upon reaching an open glade, we had a palaver with the Embe and assured them of our peaceful intentions. Vv TRAVELS IM EASTERN AFRICA 181 I told them that the fame of their good actions and sterling worth had reached us in far-distant Europe, and that it was my hope that throughout my stay among them they would treat me in such a manner that I should be able to take to the white people whom I represented a favourable account of them; whereupon, trade would be opened with them, and they would grow opulent, and amass great flocks and herds. They listened to my words with evident pleasure, and seemed only too anxious to assist me on my way; but they did not appear overjoyed at the news that I intended to remain a few days in their country. This, however, was absolutely necessary. Even the short distance we had marched this day had been most painful to the wounded, and they had continually cried to me ina most pitiable manner on the march, either to stop, or go on and leave them behind. Either course was not to be considered: I could not camp in the neighbourhood of the Wamsara, and I knew that, as soon as I reached the heart of the Embe country, I should be forced to remain until my wounded could recover strength. By ten o'clock Lieutenant von Hohnel had caught up with the caravan, and we again set out. From this point the road was downhill. We had crossed the saddle of the range, and had an easy descent to the Mackenzie River, where we expected to find our old camp. At noon I crossed a fair-sized stream, and halted to give the men and cattle time to drink, as Motio assured me it would be four hours before we reached other water. This done, we again took up the march, which lay across what might almost be 182 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. termed a plain. It was the eastern slope of the Jom- beni range, which is very gradual. High to our right and left towered green hills, dotted with men, goats, and cattle. Here and there beside the path grew clumps of deciduous trees covered with flowers. It seemed to be a country in every way suitable for Europeans. The Embe who accompanied us had most cheerfully assisted us upon the march; but had appeared, to me at least, somewhat nervous, whenever we made the slightest halt. If I stopped for a moment, to enable the caravan to close up, they danced with impatience, and beckoned me to hurry on. I soon discovered the cause of their anxiety. We had just finished watering our cattle at the stream, when from a high hill on our right (one of the northern spurs of the peak) came a wild cry. Looking up, I saw 300 warriors, decked in their most terrifying war costume, dashing fiercely down the hill toward us. Motio shouted to me: “They are Wamsara! Kill them! Kill them!” The elders of the Embe clung to me, and urged me not to fire. I had no intention of shedding blood in this country, but the case seemed difficult to meet without such action. I drew my men up in a circle, in the centre of which I placed my cattle; and then I ran back to Lieutenant von Hohnel, who was accompanied by only two men. With me went Motio and six of the elders of the Embe. Through Motio I explained to them that unless they checked the charge of these warriors, I should be compelled to open fire; and told them that I was as anxious as they to avoid all trouble in Vv TRAVELS [N EASTERN AFRICA 1383 a friendly territory. I had just reached Lieutenant von Hohnel (the warriors in the meantime having advanced rapidly), when the Embe elders shouted to them to halt. The young men listened to them, and stopped at a point about 150 yards distant from where we stood, panting with excitement, and their eyes flash- ing fire. I was glad to hear the old men insist that we were the friends of the Embe, and that they would not per- mit the Wamsara to attack us in their territory. At the end of the harangue of these elders, the warriors suddenly wheeled to the right and started off, not back toward their own country, but in a direction parallel to the route which we were to pursue. Motio said that we had missed an opportunity, and that these men would now attack us at night, when we would not be half so able to cope with them as in an open, during daylight. By four in the afternoon we reached a small native compound formed of a low, wattle fence, in which we gladly made our camp, tired out with the events of the past two days. About us the country was open, so that we could guard against attack, and we were told that water was not far distant; so the place seemed as suitable as any for the stay we intended making in the Embe territory. Hundreds of natives gathered about our camp and eyed us curiously. In contrast with their number our party looked pitiably small. We counted on the moral effect of our victory over the Wamsara to deter the Embe from attacking us; and we also hoped to arouse their mercantile in- stincts by a display of our trading-goods. 184 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. After reaching camp I took thirty armed men, and went in search of firewood and water. Water we found within half a mile, but the firewood we were able to secure was of a most miserable quality; and as throughout the night the temperature was but 53° F., we suffered very much from lack of good fires. In the early morning we awoke, eager to ascer- tain whether the feelings of the Embe, as evinced on the previous day, had undergone a change during the night. The little compound in which we pitched our camp had formerly contained goats. As it was not par- ticularly strong or in good repair, we set most of our men at work building it up, and making it strong in appearance, at least. The spot where we were camped was beautiful; it was at the end of a small valley hemmed in by gently sloping hills covered with velvety green turf. Behind our camp were thick growths of banana trees, and small patches given up to the culti- vation of manioc, cassava, and yams. At eight o’clock two of the elders, who said they were the proprietors of our camp, appeared and brought with them a large gourd containing delicious honey, also some sugar-cane and a bushel of millet. The cane of the sugar grown there is not of good size, and has a very poor flavour; the honey, however, of the consistency of dough, was delicious. It was nearly white in colour, and possessed a fine flavour. We loaded our visitors with presents, after receiving which they told us that the Embe wished to make blood-brothers with us. This ceremony is termed by these people “muma.” We told them we were quite ready when Vv TRAVELS [NM EASTERN AFRICA 185 they were. They said the ceremony would take place the following day. ; We slept comfortably that night. Shortly after rising the following morning some elders appeared, and told us they were ready to arrange the preliminaries of the blood-brotherhood; so I went with Motio to confer with them. I found about 100 of them gathered in a circle, at the edge of which I placed my chair. Silence ensued. Presently an old man with a long stick in his hands arose, and in loud and_ boisterous tones harangued for about ten minutes. The bur- den of his speech was: “Why have you, the La- shomba (traders), taken cattle from our brothers the Wamsara?) Why have you killed their young men?” I told Motio to translate my reply into the most vigorous language he could command: “ We fought the Wamsara because they fought us; they fought us because they are bad people. You, the Embe, know they are bad. Who, two years ago, slew an entire caravan of Lashomba and took all their goods and ivory? Who, but the Wamsara? The punishment we inflicted upon them in some measure avenged their murder of the traders. I hoped they would profit by the lesson, and in future meet all traders, whether black or white, in a friendly manner. We, as are all traders, are friends of the Embe; but between us and the Wamsara there could be no peace until they made restitution for the Lashomba they slew, and the cattle and ivory they stole from them.” This reply seemed to make a great impression upon them, and “True! True!” was heard on all sides. After some further talk of a much more friendly and 186 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. peaceable strain, the elders agreed to sell food, after muma had been made. They then went away. At 11 a.m. I attended another palaver. This time I found nearly 400 natives assembled, mostly warriors and old men. They were seated in a circle, on the edge of which Lieutenant von Hodhnel and I placed our chairs. We were accompanied by Motio, a Masai interpreter, and three Somali. After a preliminary con- ference I learned that this was not to be the muma; but that, ere the blood-brotherhood could be made, a preliminary .ceremony had to be performed for the purpose of convincing the Embe of our good inten- tions, and to clean the road over which our feet had passed. They said we had entered their country prior to making a treaty with them, and in consequence each footstep we had taken from the line between their territory and that of the Wamsara might, for all they knew, have some dire effect upon their crops. They said, however, that their suspicions would be allayed, should a male sheep be slaughtered, and portions of its body strewn over the path by which we had come. This was soon done, and the old men-went gayly away, promising to return in the afternoon of that day, and perform the impressive and imposing ceremony of blood- brotherhood. It is politic to conform, as far as possible, to the native customs, at least until the natives are fully convinced of one’s good intentions. They place no value whatever upon promises; but all I have met in East Africa seem to attach great importance to any agieement, which they bind either by the killing of a goat or sheep, or by drinking milk, exchanging V TRAVELS [NV EASTERN AFRICA 187 blood, or some one of their many other customs. I have never found that the natives construed in any but a favourable manner the white man’s willingness to adopt their customs in ratifying an oath; and al- though it is annoying, and often a great waste of time, to submit to the tedious and often disgusting ceremonies connected with the making of blood- brotherhood and the ratification of oaths, still, one’s time cannot be said to be wholly wasted, for there is no better opportunity of learning native customs and studying native character than at these ceremonies. At 4 P.M. word was brought to us that the natives wished to go through the ceremony of binding us together forever in the ties of blood-brotherhood. This time we found about 600 warriors and old men assembled; but when we noticed that one and all of them had come armed, we were disagreeably affected by the sight. For the gathering more resembled a hostile demonstration than one for the ratification of a treaty of unending peace. On this occasion a young male goat was sacrificed. Some elders, who seemed to be impressed with a sense of their importance, together with Lieutenant von Hodhnel and I, seized and held on to the hind legs of the goat, and its head was pointed carefully in the direction of the highest peak of the range. While the sacrifice was going on, the two elders, Lieutenant von Hohnel, and I gave vent in the most solemn manner to the direst curses and most vindic- tive threats, which, however, were to take effect only im) the “event of treachery on the part of the other high contracting party to this treaty. This portion 188 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT ' CHAP. of the ceremony concluded, a bit of the goat was roasted over a quickly improvised fire, and the con- tracting parties partook of this flesh. The fact that during the sacrifice the head of the beast was pointed with such accuracy toward the highest peak was significant. I noticed that through- out East Africa the natives seemed to attach a cer- tain religious sanctity and importance to anything of extraordinary size. In the island of Zanzibar, where the hills are low, the natives reverence the baobab tree, which is the largest growing upon the island, and they consider it haunted by genii and devils. In all portions of the country where hills are not found, they worship some great stone or tall tree. The natives in the neighbourhood of Kilimanjiro call the mountain “God’s Home,” and direct their prayers to the deity they suppose to occupy its snow-clad peak. The Kikuyu, who inhabit the slopes of Mount Kenya, have the same reverence for their mountain. We found that the Embe, although from the top- most range of the Jombeni Mountains Kenya was visible, preferred to attach importance to their local peak, rather than the great mountain which almost overshadowed it. Both the Wamsara and the Embe, if one may judge from their appearance, rarely indulge in baths. In place of ablutions with water, which there is plentiful, they anoint their skins with as much castor oil or other grease as they can obtain and smear upon themselves. The hides with which they are clothed are continued in unremitting active service for many years, and in consequence the odour arising Vv TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 189 from them is not pleasing. Bearing this in mind, it can easily be imagined that both Lieutenant von Hohnel and I hastened through the process of blood- brotherhood with all despatch, and it was with a feel- ing of absolute relief that we returned toward camp. Even there we were not destined to breathe the pure air a long time, for the hedge was soon surrounded by hundreds of peering natives, who successfully warded off the evening breeze. To add to this, our new- found brothers insisted upon entering our compound, and even endeavoured to seat themselves upon our beds. Needless to say, from this they were gently but firmly dissuaded. Their talk was now of trade, and they were full of promises to supply the wants of the entire caravan in order to prove their friend- ship for us. We showed them our trading-goods, and willingly entered into the spirit of the game; knowing that, as soon as we had established trade relations with these people, there would be no dan- ger of hostility from them. It was sunset ere the camp was at length free from these disagreeable visitors. The natives of these mountains are very fond of chewing the leaves and tender shoots of a tree here called “Miraa.” This tree is similar to one found in Arabia and Abyssinia, which has already been de- scribed by botanists, and is called in Arabic, “ Kaht.” The Arabs, Abyssinians, and Somali resident at Aden chew only the green leaves of this tree; but the natives of the Jombeni range carefully strip the leaves from the twig, and then chew only the green bark. The juice of this plant is highly stimulating to the nervous Igo THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. system, and, among other effects, it seems to produce excessive activity of the brain. By constant chewing of this bark one may go several days without sleep, and yet feel no great ill effects, as the reaction does not appear to be violent. The older men among the inhabitants of the Jombeni range are unable to carry on any business whatever without the spur derived from chewing this plant. They carry a small sheaf of the twigs in a bag, bound together, and covered with a strip of banana leaf, which, upon entering into conversation, they at once produce and begin to chew. I found that a very small quantity of the bark was sufficient to produce in me a considerable elevation of spirits, but some hours after eating it I perceived a distinct feeling of lassitude. The young men among the natives are not allowed to eat it, the reason as- signed for this restriction being that if the young men were allowed freely to indulge in this plant, they would be apt to remain awake at night, and be tempted, under cover of the darkness, to gratify desires which the light of day forces them to curb. The Embe are not nearly so fine looking as the Wamsara. I account for this by the fact that among the Wamsara are settled many Masai. The cross seems to have added greatly to the vigour of the tribe, as well as to have much improved their appear- ance. Then, too, the Wamsara are nearer the plain. It may be stated as a law in that portion of Africa which I have visited, that the inhabitants of the plains are better looking and have finer physical develop- ment than the natives living on the peaks or moun- tain tops. The Wamsara possess larger herds than Vv TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA I9I the Embe; but, on the other hand, the Embe are by far the more industrious cultivators. Although these tribes may be said to be quite distinct from each other, still the friendliest relations are main- tained between them. Trading is carried on daily atma spomnt near the frontier. ihe Embe bring the products of their plantations and exchange them for meat and skins produced by the flocks of the Wam- sara. These, a few years before, possessed many hun- dred head of cattle; but we found at the time of our visit that their flocks had been largely reduced by some plague (I suppose pleuro-pneumonia), and they were then forced to undertake a little agriculture. We heard that a tribe called Daitcho inhabited the eastern slopes of the range lying between the Embe country and the plain where the Mackenzie River winds its way. These people are said to be on excel- lent terms with traders, and were visited several times a year by parties of Arabs and Zanzibari, who jour- neyed to them in search of ivory. On the following day the market was not nearly so brisk as we had hoped would be the result of the blood-brotherhood, but sufficient food was brought to enable my men to revel in a quantity of fresh vegetables. Our little herd of cattle and goats, together with our donkeys, were pastured in a valley adjoining our camp, and as a precaution. we had it guarded by thirty of our best men. When these men left camp, it appeared almost deserted; for the wounded were concealed in their tents, and the few people remain- ing presented a ridiculous contrast, as regards number, 192 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT’ CHAP. with the hundreds of peering natives who hovered about the compound. Upon awakening the following morning, the Sou- danese, who had been on watch the night before, brought to us six freshly poisoned arrows, which they said had been discharged at the camp during the night. We sent word to our blood-brothers to come to us, ostensibly for a pleasant conversation, but in reality to question them about the arrows, and to ask why there was no more trade stirring. Towards afternoon they came. After presenting them with a goodly gift, we remonstrated with them on the score of their deficiencies, and when the climax of our com- plaints was reached we produced the arrows. Upon seeing them, our blood-brothers exchanged glances one with the other, and seemed loath to speak. Upon being questioned by Motio, they said that doubtless “the arrows had been left in our camp the day before by some careless warrior; and they absolutely refused to admit the possibility of any of their tribe having discharged them with ill-intent toward their newly made brothers. We told them this explanation was quite satisfactory; but should we find any more ar- rows in the neighbourhood of our camp, we should be forced to construe the same into an evidence of hostility, and take necessary measures to prevent its Recurrence: They went away full of promises of an increased market and protestations of warmest friendship. That night Motio came to us and told us that the blood- brotherhood we had made with such pains and patience was purely local in scope, and_ established Vv TRAVELS IM EASTERN AFRICA 193 friendly relations with only the people in the valley in which we were encamped. He said that he had learned during the day that the inhabitants of the hills, and in fact nearly all the members of the Embe tribe, regarded us with anything but friendly eyes, and since our earliest arrival, had been busy with preparations to gather a sufficient force from the Wamsara and neighbouring tribes to fall upon and annihilate us. His advice was to get out of the country at once; in fact, he thought matters so seri- ous that we should leave that night. But the state of our wounded rendered this impossible; moreover, we had expected to buy many donkeys, for we had seen large numbers of these animals during our march through the Embe country. The next day not a native visited our camp until late in the evening. All about the surrounding hills, however, cries were heard, which Motio assured us boded no good. Towards sundown, about twelve old men, including in their number those elders with whom we had entered into blood-brotherhood, approached camp, leading a female donkey and a ewe. Upon seeing them, Motio told us that, judging from the sounds heard during the day, a large gathering must have taken place just behind one of the neighbouring hills. The old men entered the camp with many protestations of friendship, and presented us with a pot of honey, which emitted so vile an odour that we at once suspected poison, and so hid it in our tent. These wily old savages possessed an astonishing amount of diplomacy; their faces were wreathed in oily smiles, and they passed among my men endeav- oO 194. THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. ouring by gestures and pleasant looks to inspire them with the feeling that they were their best friends. After they had visited with curiosity every portion of our camp they returned to our tent; whereupon, Lieu- tenant von Hohnel and I, bent on showing them what hospitality we could, offered them some of the honey they had just brought. They declined in their polit- est manner to partake of it, and said it was not their custom in any way to decrease the value of a gift which they had made to their friends. I cannot say this action on their part inspired us with greater faith in them. They then expressed a desire that we should keep in our camp during the night the female sheep and donkey they had brought with them, offer- ing no explanation for their odd request. They also endeavoured to procure a fez from one of my Sou- danese. We failed to understand their purpose in making such a request, until two of our Masai inter- preters came to us in an excited manner, saying that this which the Embe wished us to do would abso- lutely deprive our caravan of all the fighting power it possessed. They said that should one of the attacking party wear upon his head a hat worn by one of our men, they would at once become imbued with all the courage of our party. Further, that if for one night they should leave in our camp two female animals, over which they had doubtless spoken many words of magic import, these animals upon being removed from the camp in the morning would draw with them the vigour and courage of my men. I was then struck by the marked similarity between my own followers and the savages with whom we were Vv TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA 195 dealing. What little intelligence my men seemed to possess, and what skill they had acquired from contact with Arabs and Europeans, had not in any way re- moved them from the mental condition of the most primitive native. They were equally superstitious. At the same time it occurred to me, that if my men really possessed these superstitious ideas, and were convinced of the power worked by the medicine-man of these people, if we should treat the matter lightly, and permit these elders to do as they wished, our men might actually lose courage; so we politely but PORTERS ON THE MARCH firmly refused to entertain the request of the savages. But in order to conceal from them our plans, we as- sured them that we were in every way delighted with the Embe, and that it was our intention to remain with them for many days, in the hope of convincing them of our friendliness, and of profiting not only by their wise counsels, but also in the way of trade. Upon learning our professed determination to spend some days in their country, the faces of the old men took on a most pleased expression. This satisfied us that, whatever their purpose, they were not prepared at that time to carry it to execution. 196 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. As the sun set, our minds were filled with forebod- ing; would the natives attack us that night? The moon was just at the full. Should the natives prove treacherous, we felt confident, even with our small sup- ply of ammunition, that we should be able to hold our own as long as the ammunition lasted. But, bearing in mind the small quantity of ammunition we then had, the number of wounded, and the inexperience of the majority of our force, we did not look forward with high hopes to the outcome of such a conflict. All that night Lieutenant von Hoéhnel and I took watch by turns, each watch lasting two hours. While on watch I sat near the gate of our zeriba in a chair. Before me stretched a little valley, gleaming in the moonlight, and surrounded on all sides by hills. In the immediate neighbourhood of the camp all was still, save for the tramp of the night-watch outside the zeriba, and the occasional groan of a wounded man in his tent; but from behind the hills which sur- rounded us, every moment there rang out loud cries, as if the whole country was up in arms, and engaged in fiercest conflict. Motio showed no inclination to sleep, and I whiled away the weary hours of my watch in conversation with him. He did not think the natives would attack that night, but he said: “There is no doubt about it; they are getting ready, and in a day or two they will be upon us. The cries heard echoing from hill to hill can be explained in but one way: there are many strangers, young men, warriors, now gathered together, and encamped in the immediate neighbour- hood of our zeriba. These men, attracted by the Vv TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 197 promise of profitable attack upon your caravan, have brought with them but few supplies; and in order to satisfy their hunger they are robbing the planta- tions in the neighbourhood. The cries are made by the owners of the plantations, shouting from one to the other to keep watch against the thieves.” I asked Motio if he wished to remain with his peo- plese «said, no; he hiked it much better’ with .us. With us he had no work, and with the exception of the time spent on the desert he was well fed. And then he said that I was a great medicine-man and could, if I willed it, cure him of his disease. He said he was not afraid to return to his people; he was perfectly confident that, if I left him there, I would give him medicine to thwart all their evil designs against him. We had really become fond of this man. His con- fidence in us was so great, and his willingness to per- form any service we might require of him was so remarkable, that we came to look upon him almost as a friend, and lost sight of the fact that the poor creature was suffering from some disagreeable com- plaint. We decided that, should we not be attacked during the night (in which case our plans would very much depend upon the outcome of the struggle), we should set out at early dawn, and endeavour to escape from the neighbourhood of a people bent upon our destruction. At 4.30 the camp was aroused, and all preparations made for departure. Shortly after five a thick mist, like a pall, settled down upon the valley, and effect- ually screened us from prying eyes; so that our prep- 198 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. arations were all made in secret. At six o’clock the caravan was drawn up in the usual order, and I en- deavoured to inspire my men with a few words, telling them that, though doubtless we should meet with some difficulty in getting out of the country, never- theless they might rest assured that my efforts would meet with success, and not one of them be injured. While I was addressing them, all eyed me eagerly, and, when I had concluded, one of the porters (Mda- homa) grinned light-heartedly, and said: “We are not afraid of the Washenzie (savages). Have we not seen master make a fog, so that we could get out of the country in safety; and haven’t we seen him during the past night walking up and down in the camp making medicine against the Embe people? Why should we be afraid? Haya watu; songo mbele!” (Onward, men; push to the front!) He spoke these words in a low tone, but they were heard by every member of the caravan and pro- duced at least one marked effect: no man wished to be the last out of the camp. We had just left the zeriba, and were about to plunge into the banana plantations, when the fog lifted. A solitary native spied us, and raised a mighty shout, to warn his brothers of our departure. Soon from hill to hill echoed cries, among which we could distinguish the words: “ Lashomba are going! Warriors, run to the boma.” I asked Motio what “boma” meant; and he in- formed me that it was a word used throughout East Africa to signify a zeriba or camp. He said that between us and the desert we so longed to reach Vv TRAVELS [N EASTERN AFRICA 199 there was a strong camp, always inhabited by a band of warriors, which was used as an outpost to prevent attacks from the plains; and that we doubtless should recelve some opposition at that point, as it lay directly in our path. Our route lay between banana plantations, and along a narrow road overhung with the branches of trees. Fifty determined boys could have cut our caravan to pieces at that point without difficulty, for there was no room to use our rifles, and the number of beasts we had rendered our formation anything but regular. We were almost persuaded to leave behind us the profits of our victory over the Wam- sara; but we realized that the effect of such action would have been entirely to obliterate the good ac- complished by our victory. -It would have had the moral effect of a victory for them, and the next Euro- pean who visited the Jombeni range would meet with a warm reception. At intervals along our route we came to an open bit of pasture land, where the caravan was halted and brought up into as reguiar formation as was possible under the circumstances. The experience gained by my porters in the few days immediately preceding, added to the wholesome fear they had of the natives, made them march up briskly and keep well together. We had marched for two hours, and I began to think that the boma of which Motio had spoken was a myth, when I saw a large number of older men and boys gathered in front of us. I told Motio to wish them a hearty farewell, to tell them that we should return very soon to their country, and also that 200 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. I had had a dream during the night that some of the Embe people were inspired with treacherous ideas; so that I was afraid that the blood-brotherhood just made would be broken by some of their people; in which case they knew what would result. Then I advised them to run and tell the young men _ the folly of attacking us. The eyes of these people rested upon Motio while he was speaking; but as soon as he ceased, they fixed their eyes upon the cattle and flocks. These were the coveted prize. Had they taken them, not one would have reached the Wam- sara. A woman is quoted in the East African mar- ket at only five goats (in the Embe country), and the value of a cow is equivalent, in the minds of these people, to the lives of ten men. On we pressed, and soon came in sight of the boma of which Motio had spoken. It was deserted by all but a few old men, and we hoped our warning had proved effectual. Not so, however. Just as we had passed the boma, and entered a path, somewhat wider, it is true, than the one along which we had just passed, but edged on both sides with a hedge which made ambush easy, one of my men behind me_ shouted: “Washenzie” (savages), and pointed to the hedge on our left. Through the thick branches I could distin- guish a large number of painted warriors, peering with fierce eyes over the rims of their many-coloured shields. In a moment a number of large stones and arrows flew over our heads. Crack! went our rifles, and the natives broke and fled. Not fifty yards beyond where we had seen these warriors, we were met by a small body of determined young men, charging down the path toward Vv TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA 201 us. After a short but sharp conflict they were dis- persed. The air was filled with the sound of whizzing arrows and branches crackling, as they were broken by the hurtling stones. However, the aim of the natives was not accurate, and no one of our band was hit. Just before nine o’clock we emerged from the bush, and saw stretched at our feet the plain, across which we could faintly discern the dark-green line showing the course of the Mackenzie. As we entered upon this open plain, we gave vent to three hearty cheers. In the open country we felt capable of dealing with any number of savages. From the frontier of the Embe country we could see a small cone near our last camp on the Mackenzie River; so without delay we headed in that direction. The grass on the eastern slopes of the Jombeni range grows to a great height, and we had the utmost diff- culty in forcing our way through it. Moreover, the sides of the mountain were cut up with innumerable deep and dried watercourses, which so hindered our march that it was 5 p.m. (eleven hours) from the time we left our camp until we reached our old zeriba. We were completely worn out, and went to sleep without so much as setting a night-watch. We knew that we had sufficient grain to last us throughout the march to Hameye, but not sufficient to permit us to spend much time on the march; so we set out on the next day. Our march back to Hameye was uneventful. We succeeded in killing some zebra and antelope, which proved a welcome addition to our diet. Upon reach- ing the mouth of the Mackenzie, we found a large party 202 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. V of Pokomo, which had left Hameye for the purpose of hippopotamus-hunting. As these people possess no flocks or herds, they are passionately fond of meat, and make occasional excursions into the interior for the purpose of gratifying their appetite for flesh. The Pokomo gave a gloomy account of the state of affairs at our zeriba at Hameye. From what they said, we gathered that everybody, with the exception of George and a few men, had either died or deserted, and that all the cattle, camels, and donkeys we had left behind had disappeared. We were not absolutely cast down by this statement, for we had learned that the natives in giving accounts of the affairs of others were wont to dwell at great length upon the gloomy side of the picture. At 4 p.m. on the i1oth of February we caught a glimpse of the Stars and Stripes proudly waving in the breeze over our camp at Hameye. We welcomed this pleasant sight with a salute of sixty rifles from my men. Directly, with joyful shouts, the porters who had remained in camp at Hameye rushed forth to greet their companions, whom they had given up for lost. Their appearance was sleek, and in marked contrast with that of the men who had accompanied me. Soon George appeared, looking pale but fat, and it was with the pleasantest feelings that we grasped hands. “What is the news, George?” I asked. “Pretty good, sir,” was the reply; “all the oxen are dead, only three cattle are left, and five camels, and the donkeys are dying fast.” One would scarcely term this ‘“ good news,” but it was not sufficiently bad to dampen the pleasure of again reaching Hameye. CHAPTER. Vi Durinc our absence up-country, the men we had sent to the coast had returned. They had captured two runaways and brought with them two Gallas, one to take our letters back to the coast, and the other to accompany us as interpreter, should we meet with Galla farther up-country. These men reported that they had seen a large expedition at our camp in Mkonumbi, in charge of Captain Villiers, of the Guards, and two other officers. They said they had seen 200 Somali and 150 Abys- sinians, and that preparations were being made for an expedition on a gigantic scale. We rejoiced that we had 200 miles’ start of this expedition; for although Africa is a large place, there never seems to be room for two expeditions to work in the same part of it. It happened, however, that this expedition under Cap- tain Villiers met with a variety of mishaps, and was prevented from ever getting more than six days’ march from the coast. During our absence from Hameye George had em- ployed the men in improving the zeriba and cultivat- ing a twenty-acre plantation of corn and millet. The grain was not then ripe, but we knew it would prove a boon to our friends the Pokomo. The reduction of the number of our camels to five was a serious loss; 203 204 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. and this, together with the loss of our load-bearing oxen and the sickness prevalent among the donkeys, reduced our means of transport in a marked degree. The appearance of the country about Hameye had seemed to us in every way adapted for the pasturing of cattle and beasts of all sorts; but evidently such is not the case. George reported that soon after our departure the animals had done anything but well. Whether they had been bitten by flies, or made sick by drinking the waters of the Tana, will never be LOADING CAMELS Pile of ammunition in the foreground known; but I think it is probable that the cattle and donkeys died from fly-bite. The camels doubtless ate some plant poisonous to them. The Somali have often told me that in their country they are partic- ularly careful to see that the camels eat nothing but dry grass. After reaching Hameye I distributed among the men who had followed me to Lorian many presents; and allowed each of them, instead of the regular ration, as much as they could eat: they were also given a complete holiday from all work. Under these vI TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 205 conditions they picked up wonderfully, and a few days after our arrival it was difficult to distinguish between the men who had remained at Hameye and those who had undergone the hardships of the up-country trip. Our feelings of disappointment at not having found the Rendile or a lake were not mitigated by the fact that ten valuable lives had been sacrificed in this effort at discovery. All but one of the men who had died or disappeared had been porters, and this meant a reduction in our facilities for transport, already much lessened by the death of the animals. Upon reaching Hameye I was at once prostrated by sickness. I suffered continually from fever caused by congestion of the liver, and for two weeks was confined to my bed. Having discovered that between the Jombeni range and Hameye there was no food, I sent George and sixty men shortly after my arrival to make a food station six days’ march along the road. “After ten days he returned,-and reported ten desertions. We hunted high and low for the desert- ers, and eventually succeeded in capturing six. When we questioned them as to the cause of their desertion, they replied that they had heard the country in front was bad and full of dangers, and they wished to return to the coast. Of course the men who had been with us on the trip, in order to increase their prowess in the eyes of their brethren, had unstintingly exaggerated the trials and difficulties through which they had passed. This, after the life of ease to which the men who had re- mained behind at Hameye had grown accustomed, did 206 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. not inspire them with a desire to proceed further upon the journey. The means of transport being so much reduced by these causes, I broke some of the cattle captured from the Wamsara, and soon found them trained to bear two light loads each. We reduced our stores as much as possible, as we were unable to carry all we had. We distributed as gifts among our men such of the goods as they could carry without reducing their ca- pacity for burden-bearing. We destroyed our canvas boat, and gave to the Pokomo and the Galla in the neighbourhood many loads of wire and beads. But even then, in order not to weaken the effectiveness of our caravan by throwing away too much, we were forced to increase the weight.of the loads to be carried by the porters. From Hameye we sent back to the coast our entomological collections to be forwarded home. Before we left Hameye all but two of the camels died, and these two were very weak, bidding fair soon to follow their fellows. When the Pokomo had left for the coast, Sadi, who had been in charge of them, left behind a pariah bitch, which, during our absence at Lorian, gave birth to five puppies. We kept three of them —two bitches and a dog. Felix, the fox- terrier bought at Aden, was their sire. As will appear later, these puppies proved most useful to us. I think I am safe in saying that a cross between a fox-terrier and a native dog is best suited for almost all purposes in Africa. The touch of native blood enables them to withstand the heat without much difficulty, and they seem to inherit the qualities of determination and pluck from the fox-terrier cross. VI TRAVELS [VN EASTERN AFRICA 207 By March 8 all was ready for departure, and at eight o'clock on the following morning we set out. Before starting, I warned my men against attempts at desertion. A few of them shouted, “ Never fear; we will follow you,” but the majority looked forward with no pleasure to the toils of load-carrying after their long rest at Hameye, and it was with foreboding that I beheld the looks of discontent upon most. of Cf A aie ay) * al 4 . BAYAN, UNLOADING CAMELS Showing mode of carrying Berthon boat their faces, and heard a low murmur run through my caravan. My horse (Lieutenant von Héhnel’s did not live even to reach Lorian) was so ill that he was unable to carry me; so I hobbled along at the head of my men, supported by a stick. The sun was intensely hot, and as the porters from their long rest were unfit for the march, they sweated and groaned beneath the weight of their burdens. Shortly after noon I camped under some dhum palms near the river, and by 3.30 all the men were in camp, 208 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. with the exception of one runaway, who could not be found. George reported that the cattle went badly, and that about thirty of the men showed a disposition to throw down their burdens and bolt. It was a hard day, but I knew the next would be no easier. Here we left one of our camels, and threw away the loads it had carried. George worked untiringly at the loads, lessening some and increasing others. I knew that we should be able to start on the following day, but it remained with the men whether we should get our loads to camp or not. That night, Hamidi, the headman of the porters, who had remained behind with George at Hameye, and who seemed somewhat jealous of the prowess of Mohamadi upon the Lorian journey, desiring to prove his efficiency, gave the men a long and almost elo- quent address, in which he urged them not to run away and desert the expedition. At the close of his speech the camp rang with cheers and cries of “ Eh wallahs ” (Swahili words, indicating hearty assent). But, alas, although I knew that these poor creatures had no premeditated purpose to desert, yet experience had taught me that, if during the heat of the day, while marching, they found their burdens heavy, they would throw them down and run off. The following morning we made an early start, and marched briskly for three and one-half hours, when we reached a swamp where camp was made. Hours after I arrived at this spot, the men straggled in by twos and threes. George reported four more run- aways, two of whom were caught. The next day’s march was again an easy one of VI TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 209 j three hours, during which we covered but four miles. Hamidi and another headman did not reach camp at all; they were searching for deserters. As ‘fast as we caught the runaways, we tied them together in a line with ropes, and placed them under the charge of the Soudanese.. I sent back two Somali to search for deserters, and divided among my men two loads of cloth as a present, for we could carry them no farther. One of the runaways we had caught the day before had found a tusk of ivory in the desert, worth perhaps fifty-five dollars. In the rainy season this portion of the Tana River must be almost infested with elephants. For two days more we struggled on in this fashion, losing two men each day through desertions, until at length we came to a point along the river where there was one of our old resting-places. Here Hamidi turned up with four captured deserters; their loads, however, could not be found. The runaway squad now tied together consisted of eleven men. Four of the Sou- danese were placed in charge of them, two on the flank, and two in the rear. At night they were care- fully watched, for it was only by unremitting vigilance that we were able to frustrate their numerous attempts at desertion. Of all difficulties connected with travel in East Africa, desertion is perhaps the most serious; and it seems impossible to overcome it. Mr. Stanley, describ- ing his last expedition, undertaken for the relief of Emin Pasha, although his caravan consisted of Zanzi- bari who had been carried by sea from Zanzibar to the mouth of the Congo, thousands of miles from their home, tells in his book, how throughout the entire iP. 210 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. journey, even when he was traversing the ‘“ dark forest,” he was unable to prevent these ignorant people from throwing away their lives by desertion. The Zanzi- bari is ever ready to retrace his steps, no matter how difficult the road. It is the facing of the unknown that seems to fill him with dread. On the afternoon of the seventh day from Hameye we reached the food station established by George, distant from Hameye only thirty-five miles. It was ter- rible work getting the men to cover even this short dis- tance in the seven days. At this food station two of the cows were killed (just in time to prevent natural deaths on their part), which the men ate with avidity. My horse also died at this place. George, through his skill in arranging the loads, had prevented the loss of many of them; and there always seemed to be carrying power for just one more, even when apparently every man and beast was staggering under a burden. Even the headmen, Somali and Sou- danese, were laden down. We rested at the food station two days, then set out for the Mackenzie River, which we reached after one day’s march, and having crossed this river we camped near the Tana. The small distances we were accomplishing in our daily marches convinced me that we should be unable to reach the Jombeni range before exhausting our food supply; so we halted at the Tana for two days, which were spent in hippopotamus-shooting. At this point the Tana is 150 yards wide, and its current is obstructed by a mass of gneiss rocks, over which the water brawls and rushes. We saw several groups of hippopotamuses sleeping in the river, and set to work to get as many VI TRAVELS IN EASTERN AFRICA 211 of them as possible. In a short time we killed five. Knowing the courageous nature of Felix, the fox- terrier, we had tied him to a tree while engaged in shooting; but in some manner he managed to escape from his bonds, and plunged into the river in the midst of the wounded hippopotamuses. He swam from one to the other, barking all the time. Now and again the ss — SCENE ON THE TANA swift current dashed him against the rocks, and his barks were drowned by the roar of the stream; but he in- variably reappeared and continued as before. On one occasion Felix pursued a wounded bull hippopotamus until near the shore where the water was shallower, and the beast stood at bay. Felix leaped upon his back, and barked paeans of victory, much to the discomfort of the wounded animal. Another shot laid the bull low. 212 THROUGH JUNGLE. AND DESERT CHAP. Motio told us that there was a river two days’ march distant, called Ura, which flowed from Daitcho on the Jombeni range. We started for this river, which is nearly as large as the Mackenzie. On the road we killed two more hippopotamuses. We also heard from Motio that the regular caravan route from Mombasa to Daitcho crosses the Tana River at a point two days’ march beyond the junction of the Ura with that stream. We feared to follow the Tana to this place, as our men, in all probability, would take advantage of it as a means of reaching the coast. It appeared, some one had told our porters that the object of our journey was to visit the Somali. This, then, was undoubtedly one of the reasons for desertion ; for if there is a people which the Zanzibari dread more than any other, it is the Somali. Their brethren, who inhabit the coast in the neighbourhood of Lamoo, are harassed continually by these people from Kismayu, and are forced: to become their slaves. To be the slave of a Somali little resembles the same servi- tude under an Arab. The Somali treat their slaves worse than animals; the Arab, on the contrary, per- mits them to live in almost the same comfort as himself. We made slow progress along the banks of the Ura, owing to the thick bush; moreover, rain fell daily, making the soil muddy and difficult to march over. One day while upon the march I saw through an opening in the bush, at a distance of 150 yards, a young lion, trotting slowly along in a direction at right angles to that which I was following. I took a snap- shot at him, and must have struck him, for he leaped VI TRAVELS [IN EASTERN AFRICA 213 many feet in the air. As we were on the march, I could not halt a sufficiently long time to make careful search; so I failed to get him. Just after crossing the Ura, which we did on the third day after reaching its mouth, I saw at a point eighty yards in front of me, and near a scattered clump of mimosa, five giraffes. I stopped the cara- van, for the animals seemed utterly unaware of my approach, and was so fortunate as to kill four of the five with a shot each from my Winchester. These shots were delivered in such rapid succession, that the giraffes seemed puzzled as to the direction from which they came and so made no movement. Each shot was aimed at the neck, which it penetrated, and broke the spine; so that the animals dropped at once. When a giraffe is facing the sportsman, I think there is no shot so good as one at the neck, for its great length and considerable thickness give a very good line, and so help the aim. As we approached the eastern slope of the Jombeni range, we passed millet plantations, on which were erected, in the tops of low trees, many neat little straw huts. These are used as habitations by the warriors of the Daitcho, who are made to perform the double duty of guarding the frontier, and frightening away beasts and birds that would destroy the crops. As soon as the watchmen seated in these huts spied our caravan, they raised a mighty hullabaloo, and ran to warn the villages of the approach of the caravan. I made camp on the eastern slope of an extinct vol- canic cone, covered with waving, green grass. Water was secured at a place but 300 yards distant from 214 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. camp, and there was a nice brook. Soon after our arrival, old men came and asked our intentions; to whom we gave assurance that we desired but three things; namely, peace, food, and donkeys. A small caravan of Zanzibari was encamped near the villages of the Daitcho, buying donkeys. This party was thirty in number, and composed entirely of slaves. They had left Mombasa five months before, lh el ( i \ | \" ih oi mA a oi ne \¥ int ae Bn any i ig Alla foe Aah a sub Y AM, Ru ae NATIVE HUTS OF THE WA-DAITCHO whence they had been sent by their masters to trade for ivory. The method adopted in fitting out one of these caravans is generally as follows. Several Arabs get together and agree to enter into a loose partner- ship for a trading journey into the interior. Each member of the partnership furnishes a number of slaves, generally from six to eight. He then gives his note to some Hindoo or Banyan merchant for such trading-goods as he supplies to his slaves for purposes of barter. This note generally bears inter- est at the rate of twelve per cent per annum, or one VI TRAVELS [NV EASTERN AFRICA 215 per cent per month, as the duration of such a jour- ney is very uncertain. When the slaves who are to form the party are gathered together, the slave possessing the greatest experience in caravan work is made the leader. The qualifications necessary for this position are, first, a knowledge of the language and customs of the tribes through which the caravan will pass; next, an inkling of the route over which the journey is to be made; last, but far from least, ability as a magician. No caravan leaves the coast without a “ Mganga,” who is supposed to be able not only to tell future events, but also to ward off evil by his skill in the black arts. On these expeditions there is always a copy of the Koran taken along, and the leader must possess a slight knowledge of the contents of this book. From its pages he derives information of the future, and by the repetition at given times of some of its phrases he is supposed to ward off evil from his followers. Mey also» carry at the. head of , the: expedition a white flag called ‘““kome,”’ which is covered with curi- ously wrought figures, triangles and circles, and many phrases from the Koran. This flag is supposed to be possessed of occult power. The makers of these kome are great medicine-men, who for the most part have made long journeys into the interior during their youth, and in their old age derive a fair income from the manufacture of these flags. I have known a caravan leader to pay $200 for one of them; but this flag was so highly valued principally from the fact that it had been carried by Tippoo Tib upon one of his marauding expeditions into the interior. 216 THROUGH JUNGLE AND DESERT CHAP. 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