The King Is Introduced To Me, And He Says He Had
Only Gone To The Woods In Order To Attack Us Again - He Meant To Have
Come Back And Killed Us All, If We Had Been Ruga-Ruga.
But then we
know the poor King was terribly frightened, and would never have
dared to return, had we been RugaRuga - not he.
We are not, however,
in a mood to quarrel with him about an idiomatic phrase peculiar
to him, but rather take him by the hand and shake it well, and say
we are so very glad to see him. And he shares in our pleasure,
and immediately three of the fattest sheep, pots of beer, flour,
and honey are brought to us as a gift, and I make him happier still
with two of the finest cloths I have in my bales; and thus a
friendly pact is entered into between us.
While I write my Diary of this day's proceedings, I tell my
servant to lay out my new flannel suit, to oil my boots, to
chalk my helmet, and fold a new puggaree around it, that I may
make as presentable an appearance as possible before the white
man with the grey beard, and before the Arabs of Ujiji; for the
clothes I have worn through jungle and forest are in tatters.
Good-night; only let one day come again, and we shall see what
we shall see.
November 10th. Friday. - The 236th day from Bagamoyo on the Sea,
and the 51st day from Unyanyembe.
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