Lake Albert 



views which presented themselves from different 

 points. 



My orderly came along to meet me, and taking 

 my hand between his own two, raised it towards 

 his lips. This is the Nuby form of salutation to 

 a senior. Their women generally go even further, 

 and actually kiss the hand, which is both pretty and 

 graceful, and a token of pleasing resignation to the 

 will of their lord and master, and an excellent 

 example for the suffragettes to follow. 



I was conducted to a " banda " on the sea-shore, 

 where my boys had laid out a sumptuous repast /^ 

 for my arrival. Near by was a native fishing 

 village, which owned the quaint name of Tonio. 

 Seeing that 1 had come twenty-six miles on scarcely 

 any breakfast, I did justice to that meal with a 

 vengeance. I found out that my skipper had gone 

 on to a point further down the lake called Kisu. 

 As there was a bad swamp and a difficult piece of 

 water to cross, I sent my orderly to the village to 

 charter canoes for my party, to enable us to cut 

 across the bay, as Kisu is situated on a promontory 

 which juts out into the lake, and going by water 

 is a great saving in distance. I could not resist 

 the temptation of a dip whilst they were loading 

 the canoes under the direction of my head boy. 

 He had donned a red fez and put up a regular 

 omnibus driver's umbrella to serve the dual purpose 

 of saving his dusky countenance from the severe 

 rays of the sun and to lend him the necessary 

 dignity becoming so important a personage as the 



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