After travelling along the left bank of the river a few miles, we
arrived at the settlements recognizing Kiala as their ruler. I had
anticipated we should be able at once to cross the river, but
difficulties arose. We were told to camp, before any negotiations
could be entered into. When we demurred, we were informed we might
cross the river if we wished, but we should not be assisted by any
Mvinza.
Being compelled to halt for this day, the tent was pitched in the
middle of one of the villages, and the bales were stored in one of
the huts, with four soldiers to guard them. After despatching an
embassy to Kiala, eldest son of the great chief Nzogera, to
request permission to cross the river as a peaceable caravan, Kiala
sent word that the white man should cross his river after the
payment of fifty-six cloths! Fifty-six cloths signified a bale
nearly!
Here was another opportunity for diplomacy. Bombay and Asmani
were empowered to treat with Kiala about the honga, but it was not
to exceed twenty-five doti. At 6 A.M., having spoken for seven
hours, the two men returned, with the demand for thirteen doti for
Nzogera, and ten doti for Kiala. Poor Bombay was hoarse, but
Asmani still smiled; and I relented, congratulating myself that
the preposterous demand, which was simply robbery, was no worse.
