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had gone up, and in a friend's house. I told him I 

 wanted men to carry our things to Koudoofellassie, 

 and he said he would do his best, but he was not 

 chicker over all the village, and would send round 

 to the others. H. and K., with luggage and ser- 

 vants, came up, and then we had a nice row ; the 

 chickers vowed they would have our things carried, 

 but the natives would scarcely obey the chickers. I 

 called my old friend, whom I had first seen, and 

 told him that if we did not go on that day I should 

 take him a prisoner to the chief at Koudoofellassie, 

 in whose province the village of Terramnee was. Bit 

 by bit our luggage was picked up and carried on ; 

 only the heaviest part of it remained. 



The day wore on, and we got more and more 

 impatient. At last the chicker said, " The people 

 will not obey us ; you must go round the village and 

 beat them up with your servants." The natives 

 were hiding away in any available corner. H. and 

 I went into one house where we had been told 

 there was a man ; the house was quite dark inside, 

 having no windows or openings of any sort. We 

 struck a lucifer — I do not suppose they had ever 

 seen one before. H. descried a man in a corner 

 and pulled him out, but he turned out to be an 

 aged priest, exempt from doing coolie work. The 

 old fellow was much disturbed, but we apologised and 



