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once stopped the caravan, and made each of Mbogo's men 

 bring his load to be weighed at the Government store, and I 

 increased or decreased it as experience dictated. I had no 

 further trouble on this score, though it delayed the caravan 

 at the time for a few hours. 



Even with trained porters it is not always easy to keep the 

 men from straggling, but the first few days of the march 

 Mbogo's women made precious hard work for me. On some 



EX-KING MBOGO, PRINCESS FATIMA, AND PRINCE RAMAZAN OF UGANDA. 



excuse or other they would drop out of the ranks ; and they 

 never cared how far it might be to the next camp, but would 

 lie down under the first convenient shady tree and fall fast 

 asleep. By the time I had reached camp, I would find some 

 of these ladies missing, and I had the pleasure of going back 

 for them. 



The day I camped at Maji Chumvi, I had a curious experience. 

 I passed Count Teleki's camp on the road, and stopped to have 

 a chat, while waiting for stragglers. When I did reach my 

 camp, I found two of Mbogo's wives missing. 1 went back 



