4o8 Wanderings in Eastern Africa, 
the former had a tail, while the latter had none. 
The kuhi, being a cunning fellow, borrowed the 
kuanga's tail, and, adorned therewith, went to a great 
dance. The appendage made him the object of 
universal admiration, which so delighted him that he 
determined to retain it, and would not return it to its 
rightful owner. Ever since that time the kuanga has 
gone through the forest disconsolately crying, Give 
me my tail ! give me my tail ! " 
The dawn of the next day was most welcome, 
though the fog and rain had both increased. It was 
a genuine English November morning, the thermo- 
meter, at the root of a tree, and only a few feet from 
our large fires, having fallen to 49° Fahrenheit. We 
all shivered with cold. Waiting till noon, hoping in 
vain that the weather would improve, Marondo begged 
me to return, declaring that there was no chance of a 
change for some days to come. He therefore pro- 
posed returning and waiting for better weather, and 
offered his services for a second attempt. But I knew it 
would be more difficult to get up a second party after 
these experiences, so, trusting that the weather might 
clear up by the morrow, I decided to wait till then. 
We now set to work to improve our shed, and to 
lay in a good stock of firewood. The Wachaga 
behaved well, doing their best to assist in everything. 
Miserable as our circumstances were, I was much 
amused with the conduct of these men. In gathering 
firewood, sticks, moss, ferns, etc., they capered about 
without the least clothing upon them, the veriest 
savages upon earth, every now and then coming to 
roast themselves at the fires. So they kept their 
blood in circulation, and themselves in good spirits, 
