Don't Make A Fuss About
It; If You Don't Like It, There's An End Of It; I Will Never Mention It
Again." This Very Practical Apology I Received Very Sternly, And Merely
Insisted Upon Starting.
He seemed rather confused at having committed
himself, and to make amends he called his people and ordered them to
carry our loads.
His men ordered a number of women, who had assembled
out of curiosity, to shoulder the luggage and carry it to the next
village, where they would be relieved. I assisted my wife upon her ox,
and with a very cold adieu to Kamrasi I turned my back most gladly on
M'rooli.
CHAPTER XX.
A satanic escort - Prostrated by sun-stroke - Days and nights of sorrow
- The reward for all our labor.
The country was a vast flat of grass land interspersed with small
villages and patches of sweet potatoes. These were very inferior, owing
to the want of drainage. For about two miles we continued on the banks
of the Kafoor River. The women who carried the luggage were straggling
in disorder, and my few men were much scattered in their endeavors to
collect them. We approached a considerable village; but just as we were
nearing it, out rushed about six hundred men with lances and shields,
screaming and yelling like so many demons. For the moment I thought it
was an attack, but almost immediately I noticed that women and children
were mingled with the men. My men had not taken so cool a view of the
excited throng that was now approaching us at full speed, brandishing
their spears, and engaging with each other in mock combat.
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