GLIMPSES OF EAST AFRICA AND ZANZIBAR 



Baruku, distrustful of them all by now, roped them, 

 even those gay young braves, together with the one 

 remaining from the original, lot he brought in on the 

 mountain top. That poor youth had even to march 

 with a rope round him ; I watched him as he came 

 in, and as he looked so sheepish, I made Baruku 

 take it off. 



We came to the conclusion that the natives were 

 not controlled as well as they might be by the worthy 

 representatives of the British Government. We 

 have to keep our contracts, and are bound by many 

 laws in our treatment of natives, but the native 

 is allowed to follow his own sweet will ; he is not 

 made to respect a contract, nor is there any redress 

 for us if they play us false. 



The Kikuyu, especially, can never be relied on. 

 Baruku kept the new porters around his particular 

 fire, while he cooked our meal and I sadly watched 

 them coughing on to our dinner. One of them par- 

 ticularly was a most dashing, good-looking young 

 fellow. The head porter told us if we did not keep 

 them roped they would run away as soon as they 

 had had the evening meal with the others — but not 

 before. The head boy's distinctive mark was a cap 

 of goat skin beaded down the middle, like a wig, and 

 tied under his chin, he was a very nice boy, named 

 Kiboso, and served us well, and wished to return to 

 Nairobi with us, but he had not the age nor dignity 

 to keep the porters in order. He was never tired I 



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