Soldiering and Sport in Uganda 



ceased, which was some comfort. I threw my 

 derelict "bike" down in the mud by the side of the 

 road and plodded on. Gradually the sun came out, 

 which both cheered me and dried me, but the want 

 of my breakfast made me very hungry. Farther /' 

 on I came upon some natives who talked Luganda. 

 My smattering of Unyoro did not help me 

 much, so 1 continued on my way. Then came a 

 petty chief who understood Swahili. Great joy ! 

 He told me the camp was only half an hour ahead 

 and Kabula two hours on. How I must have 

 travelled! Instructing- him to order the "safari" 

 to come on, I made for the camp, where I hoped to 

 get some bananas to stop my inner and vulgar >^ 

 craving. No one appeared, however, not even the 

 camp caretaker. I threw myself down by the side 

 of an ant heap, and, worn out, I slept for about a 

 couple of hours. When I awoke I stopped two 

 natives who chanced to be passing, and told them 

 to get the camp man from his shamba. He took a 

 long time turning up, as he was at work among his 

 crops. I told him to bring the chief, so off he went, 

 and did not return for an hour. In the meantime I 

 made a bit of a dial on the ground and found it was 

 about twelve o'clock. I spent some time watching 

 some long-bodied spider-flies digging themselves 

 into the sand. Afterwards I collected a handful of 

 petals from some very pretty mauve flowers; my 

 patience was fast diminishing when the chief arrived. 

 I asked him for bananas. None ! Then milk. 

 None! Then water. None ! He was the essence 



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