In
less than a year.* I am a white man, accustomed to wars after
a different style, I know something about fighting, but I never
saw people run away from an encampment like ours at Zimbizo for
such slight cause as you had. By running away, you have invited
Mirambo to follow you to Unyanyembe; you may be sure he will come."
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* The same war is still raging, April, 1874.
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The Arabs protested one after another that they had not intended
to have left me, but the Wanyamwezi of Mkasiwa had shouted out
that the "Musungu" was gone, and the cry had caused a panic among
their people, which it was impossible to allay.
Later that day the Arabs continued their retreat to Tabora; which
is twenty-two miles distant from Mfuto. I determined to proceed
more leisurely, and on the second day after the flight from
Zimbizo, the Expedition, with all the stores and baggage, marched
back to Masangi, and on the third day to Kwihara.
The following extracts from my Diary will serve to show better
than anything else, my feelings and thoughts about this time,
after our disgraceful retreat:
Kwihara. Friday, 11th August, 1871. - Arrived to-day from Zimbili,
village of Bomboma's. I am quite disappointed and almost
disheartened.
