168 WAR: CAMPAIGNING IN EAST AFRICA 



hungry, at a native kraal, and we knew we must 

 be somewhere near both the English and German 

 main camps. From the headman of the little 

 kraal we got some eggs and native posho* and a 

 promise that at daylight he would lead us round 

 next day to the English camp, which we should 

 reach, he said, in the afternoon. In the mean- 

 time, however, our friend (unnoticed by us, though 

 we were not unsuspicious) had managed to send 

 out a messenger to the German main camp, 

 which was perhaps less than six or seven 

 miles away. 



Next morning at daylight we set off with our 

 supposed friendly guide, and after travelling 

 about an hour or more on a small native track, 

 we almost ran into a German patrol of two whites 

 and a number of blacks. We only just saw them 

 in time, and before they saw us we bolted into the 

 bush ; evidently they were on the look-out for us. 

 In making my escape, I lost sight of poor Jambo, 

 who, as I afterwards heard that evening, made 

 across to another native track which led him right 

 into a German picket, who shot him. I was more 

 lucky, and that day made a big round through the 

 bush, picking up in the afternoon two more natives. 

 Under their guidance I hoped to reach a village 

 that night which they said so far neither Germans 

 nor English had visited. However, these two 

 fellows apparently knew all about us, and had 

 their orders from the Germans. 



* Posho — ration allowance. 



