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he came to see me next morning before the sun had 
risen, and he was so genial that he condescended to 
drink a httle coffee with me, a thing which Mandara 
refused to do to the last, fearing, I suppose, black 
magic. 
He had not been with me many minutes before the 
country was roused by another alarm of war. The 
mange ran from the tent, and all the people flew to 
arms. All was in a state of the utmost consternation ; 
one after another the warriors, armed to the teeth, 
hurried past the tent, and in half an hour I and my 
party were left alone. This time, while we prepared 
to defend the camp if necessary, we remained where 
we were. After waiting an hour in some anxiety, 
some men returned to say that it was all a mistake, 
and the following explanation was given to us. The 
jungle at one of the approaches to Mamba was ob- 
served to be in motion, just as if a large number of 
men were making their way through it in a stooping 
position, and something was seen which looked like 
men so approaching, whereupon the alarm was raised. 
And it was not until all was ready to receive the 
assault, that it was discovered that the supposed 
enemy was nothing worse than a herd of wild boars ! 
To-day being the Sabbath, I held religious service. 
I had announced on the preceding day that I should 
do so, and gave all an invitation to attend. Only a 
few people, however, presented themselves, not so 
many by a long way as had crowded round me to 
see me eat my breakfast. 
In the evening we were greatly annoyed by the 
revelling of the people. Before my tent was a low, 
long hut, which is ordinarily occupied by the garrison 
