CHWAKA, DUNGA AND THE WAHi^DIMU 



kindly took us round and showed us the various fruits 

 and spices growing there. The space in front of the 

 house smelt strong of vanilla, and then we were 

 shown trays and trays of the vanilla fruit under black 

 cloths, put carefully in the sun to dry ; we also saw 

 the vanilla, nutmeg, and cinnamon with numerous 

 fruits growing. Before leaving in our chariot I was 

 presented with a tightly tied up bunch of flowers, 

 a brilliant mass of red and yellow, a delicate at- 

 tention which I gratefully acknowledged. The 

 vanilla is a quaint plant, which grows by clinging 

 to some sturdier stem and has long green pods. 

 We saw a quantity growing by the way-side, as we 

 drove along. 



It was very hot and close at Dunga, so it was 

 with relief that we turned the corner of the long 

 drive, on our homeward journey. 



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