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The community pride was touched. A general desire 

 to say something became evident. 



"WeU, what is it, Fupi?" 



Fupi: "This man is not a zanzibari:* he is a shenzi.'\ 

 This is his first safari. He does not know the customs 

 of a safari." 



By this I knew that one sHght danger — that of 

 mutiny — was past. The men, touched in their pro- 

 fessional pride, were ready to repudiate the culprit. 



I (grimly) : "He will know more of them when I get 

 through with him." 



Nods of approbation. 



Of course my usual procedure, and the one that 

 would be expected of me, would be to inflict exemplary 

 punishment with the kiboko. I did not, however, think 

 the man would stand it in his present frame of mind. 

 However, discipline must be maintained. 



"If this were a real safari man, I should give him 

 fifty maramoja.'^ (Nods and whispers, "Yes,'* 

 "That would be just," etc.) "But as he is not a 

 safari boy I will be easy with him. If he ever again 

 makes any more manena he gets twenty-five the first 

 time and fifty the next. But this time I will merely 

 fine him one month's wages. Bassi! Now, take those 

 pails and go get water! " Off trots my wild man, meek 

 as Moses, and he has been a good boy ever since. 



* Professional porter, 

 t Savage. 



