About 4 p.m. I heard that Mirambo had deported himself to Kazima,
a place north-west of Tabora a couple of miles.
August 26th. - The Arabs sallied out this morning to attack Kazima,
but refrained, because Mirambo asked for a day's grace, to eat the
beef he had stolen from them. He has asked them impudently to
come to-morrow morning, at which time he says he will give them
plenty of fighting,
Kwihara is once more restored to a peaceful aspect, and fugitives
no longer throng its narrow limits in fear and despair.
August 27th. - Mirambo retreated during the night; and when the
Arabs went in force to attack his village of Kazima, they found it
vacant.
The Arabs hold councils of war now-a-days - battle meetings, of
which they seem to be very fond, but extremely slow to act upon.
They were about to make friends with the northern Watuta, but
Mirambo was ahead of them. They had talked of invading Mirambo's
territory the second time, but Mirambo invaded Unyanyembe with
fire and sword, bringing death to many a household, and he has
slain the noblest of them all.
The Arabs spend their hours in talking and arguing, while the Ujiji
and Karagwah roads are more firmly closed than ever.
