Nothing Ever Seems To Damp The Spirits Of
The Swahili Porter.
Be his life ever so hard, his
load ever so heavy, the moment it is off his back
and
He has disposed of his posho (food), he
straightway forgets all his troubles, and begins
to laugh and sing and joke with his fellows as if
he were the happiest and luckiest mortal alive.
Such was my cook, Mabruki, and his merry laugh
was quite infectious. I remember that one day
he was opening a tin of biscuits for me, and
not being able to pull off the under-lid with his
fingers, he seized the flap in his magnificent teeth
and tugged at it. I shouted to him to stop,
thinking that he might break a tooth; but he
misunderstood my solicitude and gravely assured
me that he would not spoil the tin!
The Swahili men wear a long white cotton
garment, like a night-shirt, called a kanzu; the
women - who are too liberally endowed to be
entirely graceful - go about with bare arms and
shoulders, and wear a long brightly-coloured
cloth which they wind tightly round their bosoms
and then allow to fall to the feet. All are
followers of the Prophet, and their social customs
are consequently much the same as those of
any other Mohammedan race, though with a good
admixture of savagedom. They have a happy
knack of giving a nickname to every European
with whom they have to do, such nickname
generally making reference to something peculiar
or striking in his habits, temper, or appearance.
On the whole, they are a kindly, generous folk,
whom one cannot help liking.
Of the many tribes which are to be seen about
the railway on the way up from the coast, perhaps
the most extraordinary-looking are the Wa Nyika,
the people who inhabit the thorny nyika (wilderness)
which borders on the Taru Desert. They
are exceedingly ugly and of a low type. The men
wear nothing in the way of dress but a scanty and
very dirty cloth thrown over the shoulders, while
the women attire themselves only in a short kilt
which is tied round them very low at the waist.
Both men and women adorn themselves with brass
chains round the neck and coils of copper and iron
wire round the arms.
The nearest native inhabitants to Tsavo are
the Wa Taita, who dwell in the mountains near
N'dii, some thirty miles away. My work often
took me to this place, and on one of my visits,
finding myself with some spare time on my hands,
I set out to pay a long promised visit to the
District Officer. A fairly good road ran from
N'dii Station to his house at the foot of the
mountains, about four miles away, and on my
arrival I was not only most hospitably entertained
but was also introduced to M'gogo, the Head
Chief of the Wa Taita, who had just come in for
a shauri (consultation) about some affair of State.
The old fellow appeared delighted to meet me,
and promptly invited me to his kraal, some way
up the hills.
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