CHAPTER XVIII. 



BACK TO CIVILIZATION ONCE MORE. 



That very same afternoon I had to strike camp and 

 push on, as I did not intend to allow the recreation 

 of hippopotamus shooting to interfere with my day's 

 marches. Moreover, my duties rendered it imperative 

 that I should arrive at the base at Mbarara in eight 

 days from the time I left our position at Kigezi. 

 Nothing I should have liked better than to have 

 been able to stay another day or two on the shores 

 of that fascinating lake. It was yet another illustra- 

 tion of those well-known lines, 



" I slept and dreamt that life was beauty, 

 I woke and found that life was duty." 



I camped that night at Kijamba, the principal 

 town in those parts. It was here that the head and 

 other chiefs resided. 



They all turned out on my arrival, and while the 

 boys were preparing my table for a meal, I heard a 

 great stir and commotion in the village. Presently 

 a big procession fell in, and forming up, advanced 

 down the road in the direction of my camp. It was 

 quite equal to a Christmas Pantomine. Marching 

 in front were four men with various bits of uniform 

 scattered over their persons, the only real uniformity 

 among them being their headgear. They all wore 



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