A Report Then Came To Us That
Suwarora Had Heard With Displeasure That I Had Been Endeavouring
To See Him, But Was Deterred Because Evil Reports Concerning Him
Had Been Spread.
This unexpected good news delighted me
exceedingly; confirmed my belief that Baraka, after all, was a
coward, and induced me to recommend Bombay to make his cowardice
more indisputable by going on and doing what he had feared to do.
To which Bombay replied, "Of course I will.
It is all folly
pulling up for every ill wind that blows, because, until one
actually SEES there is something in it, you never can tell
amongst these savages - 'shaves' are so common in Africa.
Besides, a man has but one life, and God is the director of
everything." "Bravo!" said I, "we will get on as long as you
keep to that way of thinking."
At length a guide was obtained, and with him came some of those
men of the Pig's who returned before; for they had a great desire
to go with me, but had been deterred, they said, by Baraka and
the rest of my men. Seeing all this, I changed my plans again,
intending, on arrival at Baraka's camp, to prevail on the whole
of the party to go with me direct, which I thought they could not
now refuse, since Suwarora had sent us an invitation. Moreover,
I did not like the idea of remaining still whilst the three men
went forwards, as it would be losing time.
These separations from Grant were most annoying, but they could
not be helped; so, when all was settled here, I bade him adieu -
both of us saying we would do our best - and set out on my
journey, thinking what a terrible thing it was I could not
prevail on my men to view things as I did. Neither my experience
with native chiefs, nor my money and guns, were of any use to me,
simply because my men were such incomprehensible fools, though
many of them who had travelled before ought to have known better.
More reports came to us about Suwarora, all of the most inviting
nature; but nothing else worth mentioning occurred until we
reached the border of Msalala, where an officer of M'yonga's, who
said he was a bigger man than his chief, demanded a tax, which I
refused, and the dispute ended in his snatching Nasib's gun out
of his hands. I thought little of this affair myself, beyond
regretting the delay which it might occasion, as M'yonga, I knew,
would not permit such usage, if I chose to go round by his palace
and make a complaint. Both Bui and Nasib, however, were so
greatly alarmed, that before I could say a word they got the gun
back again by paying four yards merikani. We had continued
bickering again, for Bui had taken such fright at this kind of
rough handling, and the "push-ahead" manner in which I persisted
"riding over the lords of the soil," that I could hardly drag the
party along.
However, on the 18th, after breakfasting at Ruhe's, we walked
into Mihambo, and took all the camp by surprise. I found the
Union Jack hoisted upon a flag-staff, high above all the trees,
in the boma. Baraka said he had done this to show the Watuta that
the place was occupied by men with guns - a necessary precaution,
as all the villages in the neighbourhood had, since my departure,
been visited and plundered by them. Lumeresi, the chief of the
district, who lived ten miles to the eastward, had been
constantly pressing him to leave this post and come to his
palace, as he felt greatly affronted at our having shunned him
and put up with Ruhe. He did not want property, he said, but he
could not bear that the strangers had lived with his mtoto, or
child, which Ruhe was, and yet would not live with him. He
thought Baraka's determined obstinacy on this could only be
caused by the influence of the head man of the village, and
threatened that if Baraka did not come to visit him at once, he
would have the head man beheaded. Then, shifting round a bit, he
thought of ordering his subjects to starve the visitors into
submission, and said he must have a hongo equal to Ruhe's. To
all this Baraka replied, that he was merely a servant, and as he
had orders to stop where he was, he could not leave it until I
came; but to show there was no ill-feeling towards him, he sent
the chief a cloth.
These first explanations over, I entered my tent, in which Baraka
had been living, and there I found a lot of my brass wires on the
ground, lying scattered about. I did not like the look of this,
so ordered Bombay to resume his position of factotum, and count
over the kit. Whilst this was going on, a villager came to me
with a wire, and asked me to change it for a cloth. I saw at
once what the game was; so I asked my friend where he got it, on
which he at once pointed to Baraka. I then heard the men who
were standing round us say one to another in under-tones,
giggling with the fun of it, "Oh, what a shame of him! Did you
hear what Bana said, and that fool's reply to it? What a shame
of him to tell in that way." Without appearing to know, or rather
to hear, the by-play that was going on, I now said to Baraka,
"How is it this man has got one of my wires, for I told you not
to touch or unpack them during my absence?" To which he coolly
replied, in face of such evidence, "It is not one of your wires;
I never gave away one of yours; there are lots more wires besides
yours in the country.
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