TANGANYIKA (II) 239 
As we thundered along the dry sun-baked track the cloud of 
dust we raised could have been seen for miles. Indeed it was. As 
we approached the township we saw a newly erected archway in 
our path bearing the legend Wetcome. This was not all, for an 
expectant crowd of natives and Indians lined the road. Those 
nearest rushed toward the car and started waving, eagerly trying 
to get a glimpse of us. As if in response to this surprising welcome, 
the mudguard flapped more violently than ever. Having driven 
through the curious throng, most of whom, I must admit, looked 
very bewildered, I drew up at the Mission and heard that the 
Governor of Tanganyika was due to arrive at that moment by 
car. No wonder there were looks of bewilderment when the 
crowd, who had been waiting impatiently in the heat and had 
become excited at the sight of our tell-tale dust cloud appearing 
over the horizon, found that instead of the stately automobile 
flying the Governor’s ensign that the occasion demanded, a 
museum piece with a flapping wing had stolen the show! 
The natives of central Tanganyika are of the Gogo tribe and are 
called the Wagogo. They do not readily assimilate European 
ideas and so are dubbed as primitive or backward people by those 
who think that our mode of life is a model for all and should be 
thrust upon everybody, ignoring the fact that the way of life of 
uncivilized tribes has been evolved through thousands of years 
and may therefore be the one most suited to their requirements. 
A missionary at a trade school frankly admitted that most of 
his teaching was waste of effort. He quoted the example of boys 
who learned to make tables and chairs, etc., and who, on return- 
ing to their native huts, never made any attempt to produce these 
things and so make themselves more comfortable. Such teaching 
is only of value (to their employers) if they get a job in a town. 
But here they will be away from all the deep-rooted tribal cus- 
toms and superstitions that make the uncivilized natives far more 
moral than the enlightened races who seek to reform them, and 
they will quickly become enamored of the sordid ways of life 
which engulf all who are without the necessary self-disciplinary 
training to withstand them. 
One of the most interesting animals in this scrub-country was 
