Lake Ingezi 



a superior force of the Belgian -Congolese troops, 

 leaving many friendly native allies grieving their 

 hurried departure. 



The next day, as I did not see the force of 

 overworking my "safari," I made up my mind to 

 go on ahead alone with a corporal to try and find 

 the main party and receive further orders. While 

 at breakfast a brother officer came into my camp, 

 and we exchanged our news, both very dejected. 

 He finally went on towards Mbarara, after I had 

 presented him with a sheep and two fowls, as he had 

 been reduced to very short rations. Unfortunately, 

 his cook in error took two sheep and one fowl, 

 which I could ill afford. I then started ofi* on my 

 journey, which finally resulted in a very hard day's 

 work, as I was nine hours marching and twice 

 climbed the stiffest hill I ever remembered. My 

 route lay along the edge of Lake Ingezi, following 

 the curves of the pretty and picturesque promon- 

 tories and through many a quiet nook and shady 

 vista, which attracted the passer-by to linger if only 

 to watch the various coloured birds as they flew about 

 among the clusters of wild flowers of every shade 

 and hue. I pushed on hurriedly, however, though 

 the path which had been cut by the expedition 

 was very difficult, and when I came to the top of 

 the steep hill mentioned above I was thoroughly 

 exhausted, and threw myself down on a tuft of 

 grass. An illustration may be consulted which 

 shows the expedition engaged in cutting a pathway 

 through the papyrus swamp. All Uganda rivers 



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