GLIMPSES OF EAST AFRICA AND ZANZIBAR 



where if we had slipped, which we easily might 

 have done, we should have fallen down, down to 

 the river below, which had looked so dark and un- 

 inviting as we climbed up, and been dashed to 

 pieces ; to say nothing of spraining our ankles in 

 other places less dangerous. By this time we were 

 very wet and it grew terribly cold. After going back 

 over a mile we came on our porters, but Baruku 

 was far behind with some stragglers. They all 

 promptly sat down, and instead of helping us, 

 thought of nothing but lighting their fires, leaving 

 my husband and Saidi to pitch the tents. 



Baruku told us the porters became very trouble- 

 some and declared that they were going back to Nai- 

 vasha, and refused to climb the escarpment ; one 

 boy insisted that he was dying and feigned to faint. 

 Baruku used our precious water to pour over his 

 head, but he had only just cut his foot a little. 



When the camp was pitched the porters dared 

 not go in the darkness, even with lighted logs of 

 wood, to fetch water to cook their beans in, so went 

 without. Some ate of the impala, others did not 

 eat what they call "wild meat". Baruku got us 

 something to eat and then we gladly sank on to 

 our beds and slept. We started early next morning, 

 leaving the porters to follow very soon, which they 

 did not do for three hours, as they insisted on cook- 

 ing their beans and meat and refused to move. Evi- 

 dently those porters intended to give trouble. We 



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