GLIMPSES OF EAST AFRICA AND ZANZIBAR 



The wonderful Indian cook we had lent to us, 

 cooked our breakfast in the morning ; he had no 

 fireplace, but made his own of three large stones 

 out of our rough unmade garden. 



We made an excellent breakfast of porridge, 

 tinned herrings (borrowed from the cook's master), 

 eggs and bacon, with tinned milk and butter ; our 

 luncheon basket supplying the platters. Later on 

 the lunch was equally good, and a dinner of five 

 courses, eaten ofi" a small camp table, was none the 

 worse for being cooked on the stones, in fact the 

 stones remained our only kitchen fire-place for a 

 month or two. It was a very jolly little dinner, 

 that first one in our own home, with two splutter- 

 ing candles and a bare room, my husband seated on 

 a packing case and I on the only camp chair, and 

 Baruku to wait on us. Tea that first day had been 

 charming too, on our balcony, poured from a little 

 tea-pot we had already bought, with wedding cake 

 and biscuits to eat. After we had finished it, we 

 went shopping in the bazaar, as we had much to do. 



The stores ordered on Saturday morning, the 

 day we took possession, did not turn up till Mon- 

 day. By the end of the week we were quite settled, 

 and our sitting-room quite a pretty one. I made 

 a cosy corner hung with four Swahili women's 

 dresses, and packing cases to sit on covered with 

 grass-stuffed cushions, then some Indian -made 

 furniture and my husband's camp kit completed the 



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