THE FIRST CAMP 
understood how to make the most of what knowledge 
he had, and was fully conscious that it gave him 
superior power, which he was not slow to wield. 
When he went to a village to recruit carriers, he 
arrayed himself in his best, donned his finest beads 
and feathers, and painted his cheeks in scarlet stripes. 
Thus resplendent, with his gun over his shoulder, 
he entered the village, strutting consequentially, and 
immediately made his presence felt. He was a man 
who would not and could not be refused. He showed 
his wages and told the tribesmen that they, if they 
carried for Parki, would become rich in _ like 
manner. 
More subtle still was his dealing when he had 
been sent to engage women for grass-cutting or similar 
employment. Ow-bow was a married man who had 
permission for his wife to stay in camp with him, 
and this lady proved his great advocate with her 
own sex. While Ow-bow waxed eloquent and per- 
suasive with the men, Mrs. Ow-bow would display to 
the womenkind what wealth had also come to her, 
and as she reasoned, her sisters were persuaded, and 
took service with the white man. But Ow-bow’s 
flourishes with the gun were no mere vainglorious 
show. In two months’ time he had become a really 
good shot, and after a morning’s sport would often 
return to camp with five or six birds. He invariably 
accounted for his empty cartridges, while other boys 
would return with spent cases and never a feather 
to show for them. He grasped the method of aiming 
at once and never showed any amateurish disposition 
to squint along the barrel, but got his sights on the 
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