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her hut every morning to stare at her whilst she dressed 

 her long hair. The excitement was tremendous, and 

 there was a fierce struggle for the best places to see 

 the show. 



" You must leave your wife with me," said one great 

 chief; and was amazed when Lady Baker sprang to 

 her feet in a fury of indignation, whilst Baker angrily 

 levelled a pistol at his head. Explanations followed : 

 no offence was meant. "What a fuss about a wife!" 

 said the dusky potentate. "Those who come to see 

 me are always glad to leave their wives, and I give 

 them fresh ones ! They are generally tired of the old 

 ones." 



How dauntlessly and doggedly this devoted wife 

 stood by her husband let Sir Samuel tell: 



" For 1 30 miles she marched on foot. For 78 miles, 

 sometimes marching 16 miles in one stretch, through 

 gigantic grasses and tangled forest, she was always 

 close behind me, carrying ammunition in the midst 

 of constant fighting, lances sometimes almost grazing 

 her. ... On arrival at Fatiko she was in a storm of 

 bullets. . . . She has always been my prime minister, 

 to give good counsel in moments of difficulty and 

 danger." 



And the natives did not forget the brave white lady 

 whose beauty fascinated them. Emin Pasha, writing to 

 Baker sixteen years afterwards, says: 



" May I ask you to pay my deepest respects and to 

 give my kindest regards to Lady Baker. The natives of 

 Unyoro have very often spoken to me of ' The Morning 

 Star/ as they call her to this day, and my men were 



