VI 



JOURNEYING WITH PRINCE LOEWENSTEIN TO THE KILI- 

 MANJARO 



WE arrived at Tanga early in February, 1903. It 

 was my fourth journey to East Africa and my 

 third expedition into the territory lying about the ice 

 and snow covered Kilimanjaro. 



Our caravan of one hundred and seventy carriers and 

 Askari (native guards), headed l)y my trusty Mniampara 

 Maftar, had been organized for a few days. We went 

 by rail to Korrogwe, the present terminus of the road. 

 Then we set out on our marcli, travelling l)y way of 

 Mombo and Masinde towards the Kilimanjaro. We did 

 not follow the regular caravan road, but after crossing 

 the Mkomasi River we marched along the Rufu River. 



Heavy rain-showers had preceded us. I was travel- 

 ling on familiar ground, but I had never seen it clothed 

 in such luxuriant verdure. Green grass covered the 

 earth; the succulent plants were blooming with new 

 vigor; thick foliage adorned the grotesque monkey- 

 bread-trees; butterflies and swarms of insects filled the 

 air. 



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