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of a venerable keeper of cattle, Mkwafi the senior, 

 Mgalla, and Mkambd : the legend seems in- 

 vented to account for the inveterate blood-feud 

 between the cousin tribes. When the founders 

 had inherited their father's property, they had 

 been cautioned against robbing wild honey, and 

 they were told, as in the Crystal Palace, ' Never 

 kill a Bee.' Mkamba, apparently having a sweet 

 tooth, attacked a wild hive, and had the misfor- 

 tune to see all his cattle rush violently to the 

 forests, where in time they became ' buffaloes ' 

 and antelopes. He naturally robbed his second 

 brother, who, in turn, robbed the senior, who 

 retorted by robbing the junior, and so forth till 

 the present day. The climate is good, water 

 abounds, and provisions are cheap. The honey 

 is ' white as paper ' ; sugar-cane, manioc, holcus, 

 and tobacco are everywhere cultivated by the 

 women ; poultry is plentiful, and goats cost 8, 

 while cows fetch 24 cubits of cotton cloth. The 

 beasts of burden are asses and a few camels. The 

 return road was rendered dangerous by the Gal- 

 las and the Wamasai, who both harry Ukam- 

 ba-ni, but who did not dare to attack so large a 

 body armed with guns. The caravan marched 

 from sunrise till the afternoon, halting about 

 half an hour after two hours' walking, the stages 



