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allowed them to go on their way, and at midnight 
they returned with their full calabashes, much to the 
joy of us all. 
Next morning we made our way along the mountain 
side to its southern end, rounding which we found 
ourselves between a pair of ridges, which form a deep 
recess, in the back of which are situated Gnambua 
and Muasagnombe ; the former being the district 
over which Maina is chief, and the latter the village 
in which the chief resides. Marching up into the 
recess, a distance of two miles, we were shown to a 
partially cleared spot, surrounded by a jungle of bare 
thorns, and here we had to pitch our tent. 
Nowhere did we create a greater sensation than at 
Bura. The people looked at me aghast ; some of the 
gentler sex who met us in the way retreated many 
yards from the path, held their breath, and looked 
indescribable things, at length giving expression to 
their astonishment in inarticulate utterances, such as 
it would be absurd to try to represent. Then " Mu> 
zungu ! Muzungu ! Muzungu !" rang from all sides of 
the mountain. Taking my usual wash after a march, 
the whiteness of my neck and arms excited a burst of 
wonder, two or three women literally going off into 
fits at the sight ! They began to dance and scream 
as if they were demented, so much so that we were 
obliged to have them removed. 
About an hour after my arrival, Maina, the mfumo 
(chief), made his appearance. A large crowd had 
gathered about me, at which he pretended to be 
annoyed, and with much affected wrath he shouted. 
Out upon you, ye Wataita ! What are you doing } 
Do you wish to suffocate the stranger } He is a 
