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IN THE GRIP OF THE NYIKA 



CHAP. 



The old chief, whose name was Legurchalan, came 

 down with a goodly following and we had a shatiri 

 (consultation) under the shadow of the large Union 

 Jack which I carried with me. The sJiauri proved 

 to be a long one, as is always the case when any- 

 thing in the nature of a bargain has to be struck 



I HE LARGE UNION JACK. 



with a native of Africa. Eventually, after drinking 

 much coffee, he arranged that I should have four 

 camels in return for a certain amount of cloth and 

 wire, which I handed over to him in payment. 



When the shauri was over, Legurchalan came 

 and sat at my tent door, and in reply to my 



