Drastic Remedies 



1 had a very vague idea as to where I was 

 making for. There were, of course, no maps 

 procurable, and all I had to go upon was a vague 

 idea of the position of Lake Kivu from my school- 

 boy days and its general direction. 



Our start was unpropitious, however, as there 

 was no food provided for us at the first camp, 

 Luganda, and, to add to my difficulties, all the 

 heavy work, both physical and mental, brought on 

 a feverish attack, which led to the discovery that my 

 head-boy had left behind my quinine and filter — two 

 most necessary articles. 



The following morning I pushed on with a very 

 hungry "safari" to a place called Sidera. Imagine 

 my annoyance as I reclined in a fainting condition 

 on a box of Government ammunition, to be told 

 that there was no food at this second halting-place. 2.7 

 Drastic ills require drastic remedies, and I ordered 

 the head chief to be seized and put under a guard 

 until food was brought in. This had a very 

 pleasing result, as the chief called his chief advisers, 

 and within a very short space of time rations 

 sufficient to feed three hundred and twenty starving 

 porters were piled up outside the hut where the 

 chief was making a temporary stay as my guest. 

 Then I went in, thanked him, offered him some tea, 

 and we parted the best of friends. 



Since my departure from Mbarara I had been 

 greatly worried in my mind at the loss of my pet 

 terrier. Whilst I had been busy in a local store in 

 that place changing rupees into beads and cloth for 



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