IN AFRICAN FOREST AND JUNGLE 



Joyfully we left our old forest camp, and after an 

 uneventful journey we reached the home of my 

 hunters. It was time indeed. How well I slept in 

 my little hut that night! All the things I had left 

 behind were exactly in the same place. No one had 

 touched them. 



I had saved skins of the gazelles we had killed, and 

 I sewed them together first ; then I took what was left 

 of my trousers and put them on the skins and marked 

 out the pattern with charcoal. Then I cut up the 

 skins and sewed with my big needle, and at the end 

 of the day I had made a pair of skin trousers. I also 

 covered my old shoes with gazelle skin. 



When I had furnished myself with something to 

 wear, we prepared to return to Chief Rotembo. All 

 my hunters and Akenda-Mbani were to accompany 

 me. Many bunches of plantain were collected; the 

 men went hunting and killed an antelope for Ro- 

 tembo, and the following morning we left, one canoe 

 loaded with the skins and bones of the animals I had 

 killed and with the birds I had stuffed. 



After a pleasant trip down the Ogobai, we arrived at 

 the village of Rotembo amid the firing of guns and 

 the beating of the tomtoms. 



The news quickly spread that the Oguizi had 

 returned, and many people came flocking to our 



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