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long — so short that I took it to be that of a small 

 tiang. 



On my march next morning I heard a series of 

 shots — first one, being followed shortly by another, 

 then after a long pause two more. This was Teleki 

 shooting. I saw him coming into camp. First walked 

 a Dinka guide, then a Khartum black (in spotless 

 white !), his headman ; then four men of his party, one 

 of whom carried the above-mentioned trophy ; then 

 Teleki, mounted on a mule and followed by a crowd. 

 I thought the Count lucky to get anything when he 

 stalked (sic) with such a following. 



Mayar came to me at once. He promised to follow 

 me on the following day to Wau. I well knew what 

 "to-morrow" meant, so persuaded him to accompany 

 me. The offer of my donkey to ride was too great an 

 honour to miss. He was most anxious to visit us 

 now, he said, as he saw British officers walk through 

 the land not only doing harm to no one but even pay- 

 ing for all that was given. 



I do not flatter myself that my persuasions clinched 

 the matter. The old man was already won over. 

 Teleki had been very generous with presents. More- 

 over, a man who succeeded as he did in doing so 

 much exploration without ever coming to blows with 

 natives — not even the Turkana — must have a heaven- 

 born faculty for dealing with natives. Teleki was 

 very wroth with Stanley. The latter asked him how 

 many carriers he executed in the course of his travels. 

 On being answered "None," he replied, "Tell that to 

 the public but not to Stanley." 



