MEMBA SASA 



tunes. We had become a firm whose business it 

 was to carry out the affairs of a single personality — 

 me. Memba Sasa, among other things, undertook 

 the dignity. When I walked through a crowd, 

 Memba Sasa zealously kicked everybody out of my 

 royal path. When I started to issue a command, 

 Memba Sasa finished it and amplified it and put a 

 snapper on it. When I came into camp, Memba 

 Sasa saw to it personally that my tent went up 

 promptly and properly, although that was really not 

 part of his "cazi" at all. And when somewhere be- 

 yond my ken some miserable boy had committed 

 a crime, I never remained long in ignorance of that 

 fact. 



Perhaps I happened to be sitting in my folding 

 chair idly smoking a pipe and reading a book. 

 Across the open places of the camp would stride 

 Memba Sasa, very erect, very rigid, moving in short 

 indignant jerks, his eye flashing fire. Behind him 

 would sneak a very hang-dog boy. Memba Sasa 

 marched straight up to me, faced right, and drew one 

 side, his silence sparkling with honest indignation. 



"Just look at that!''' his attitude seemed to say. 

 *^ Could you believe such human depravity possible.^ 

 And against our authority!" 



He always stood, quite rigid, waiting for me to 

 speak. 



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