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KWARUMBA. 



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We passed througli Kwariimba's own village the next day, 

 and, as no strangers were allowed to sleep near the chief, 

 camped in a wooded dell jnst beyond. 



In the afternoon he called on me, and seemed to be a dirty, 

 drunken old man without much sense. He could give me lit- 

 tle or no information, but from some of his followers I heard 

 that people who carried guns and umbrellas, and, though not 

 white, were known as Wasungu, had been fighting near here 

 two months previously, and had now returned to the town of 

 the 'great chief of Urua, into wdiich country we had now fairly 

 entered. 



On leaving Kwarumba's I found Mona Kasanga still unac- 

 countably trying to work away to the eastward. So I took my 

 own line again, and, camping in the jungle one night, arrived 

 at a large village called Kamwawi. Here the people were 

 dressed, tattooed, and wore their hair exactly like the Waguhha. 



Although we were obliged to camp a short distance from the 

 village, women and children selling food were in and out all 

 day long. The men, too, came and talked to us, and one volun- 

 teered to show the road to the capital of Urua, which he said 

 was only three or four days distant. 



Every thing seemed couleur de rose, and I turned in happily, 

 sincerely hoping to make a good march on the morrow on the 

 direct road. But all these hopes were destined to be frustrated. 



September, 

 1874. 



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