Lake Victoria to Khartoum 



Unyoro, some two days' march distant to the 

 south-west. The road is broad and carefully 

 cleared, as there is quite a considerable amount 

 of traffic here, and many natives own extensive 

 shambas bordering the roadside. We marched 

 along the usual see-saw-like road of Uganda 

 proper, the country being much cut up by water- 

 courses, all bubbling merrily along at this time 

 of the year, between the ridges crowned with 

 elephant grass and forest trees. 



Hoima is a straggling place lying in an am- 

 phitheatre of high hills facing west. The 

 Military Hill is south of the Civil Hill and the 

 Indian Bazaar, and everything is clean and tidy. 

 This is a great centre of trade, almost equalling 

 Kampala, ten days away to the south-east by the 

 cart road. The Nile flotilla, be it remembered, 

 does, in addition to all the Nile work to and from 

 Nimule, the carrying trade for the Belgians in 

 the Congo across Lake Albert from its western 

 shores to the port of Butiaba — a wind-blown 

 sandy spit some twenty miles north of old-time 

 Kibero, a fort in the Mutiny days. 



The site of Hoima has been changed two or 

 three times owing to severe outbreaks of sick- 

 ness, but I should say it has now grown too big 

 to move again. It is the head-quarters of the 

 northernmost detachment of the King's African 

 Rifles, besides having a large complement of 

 Protectorate Police. The Sub-Commissioner in 



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