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more respectable in their appearance than the wives 
of Mandara, and they behaved with a great deal of 
modesty and propriety. They appeared to be nice, 
good-hearted, motherly women. They made the 
freest remarks upon me, and criticised me from head 
to foot ; my hair they greatly admired, but my 
moustache and whiskers greatly disgusted them. 
Soon after they had taken their leave of me a tre- 
mendous uproar broke out. Some one began to roar 
and rage like an escaped Bedlamite. Stepping out- 
side my tent, I discovered that the madman was the 
mange. The people who were upon the spot were 
flying in all directions like sheep among whom a wolf 
might have suddenly leapt. The mange rushed after 
them, and none whom he could reach escaped re- 
ceiving the weight of his staff, with all the force he 
could add to it, upon their unprotected skulls. Thus 
vigorously using his truncheon with one hand, and 
with the other waving his only cloth over his head for a 
flag, without a scrap of clothing, foaming at the mouth, 
he strode hither and thither, swearing by the manes 
of his ancestors to take the lives of all who dared to 
come in his way. Moye (the chiefs head man) crept 
up to me and said, Mzungu ! Mzungu ! seize his 
arm ! seize his arm — not his hand, but his arm — 
here ! " grasping his own forearm to show me how to 
do it. I did so, when down dropped the staff, and the 
mange allowed himself to be led like a lamb to my 
tent. The occasion of all this noise was that he had 
found several of his wives sitting in conversation with 
some of his subjects; conduct of which, it seems, he 
does not approve. 
So anxious was the mange for my company, that 
