WE GET BACK TO CAMP AT LAST 



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bearings quietly, and what was my surprise at two stragglers 

 coming up presently driving a cow before them. To my 

 astonished question ' Mepatta wapif (' Wherever did you get 

 her?') they shouted back 4 Mambo kwa Muungu 9 (' The Lord 

 sent her '). It turned out that the animal really was a runaway, 

 and as it had now begun to rain fast and no one was likely to 

 appear to claim her, I allowed her to be killed, duly paying for 

 her later, however. 



' MAMBO KWA MUUNGU, BWANA.' 



There was still a hot march between us and the Lare lol 

 Morio camp. We had long had the Marmanett range in sight, 

 and eagerly longed for the cosy little palisade-protected camp 

 at the base of one of its spurs, but we did not reach it till five 

 o'clock in the afternoon. Jumbe Kimemeta, Qualla, and the 

 rest of our men came out some little distance to meet us, and 

 I heartily wrung their outstretched hands, but I still had a 



