No Food, However, Was Given To My Men, Though The King,
Anticipating Bombay's Coming, Sent Me One Load Of Tobacco, One Of
Butter, And One Of Coffee.
My residence in Uganda became much
more merry now, for all the women of the camp came daily to call
on my two little girls; during which time they smoked my tobacco,
chewed my coffee, drank my pombe, and used to amuse me with queer
stories of their native land.
Rozaro's sister also came, and
proposed to marry me, for Maula, she said, was a brutal man; he
killed one of his women because he did not like her, and now he
had clipped one of this poor creature's ears off for trying to
run away from him; and when abused for his brutality, he only
replied, "It was no fault of his, as the king set the example in
the country."
In the evening I took a walk with Kahala, dressed in a red scarf,
and in company with Lugoi, to show my children off in the gardens
to my fair friends of yesterday. Everybody was surprised. The
Mgemma begged us to sit with him and drink pombe, which he
generously supplied to our heart's content; wondered at the
beauty of Kahala, wished I would give him a wife like her, and
lamented that the king would not allow his to wear such pretty
clothes. We passed on a little farther, and were invited to sit
with another man, Lukanikka, to drink pombe and chew coffee -
which we did as before, meeting with the same remarks; for all
Waganda, instructed by the court, know the art of flattery better
than any people in the world, even including the French.
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