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A MAUSOLEUM. 
which has but one door as an outlet for smoke, 
goats, and inhabitants. They also have their summer- 
houses, generally in a shady spot, where men meet to 
chat, smoke, and drink. It was amusing to see such 
comfort in these " barzahs," which only required a 
table, and to be seated round, to look like a remark- 
ably neat summer-house at home. Two huts on a 
height appeared devoted to the remains of the dead. 
On getting over the fence surrounding them, a lawn 
having straight walks covered with gravel soil led up 
to the doors, where a screen of bark-cloth shut out the 
view of the interior. Conquering a feeling of delicacy, 
I entered one of the huts. I found a fixed bedstead of 
cane, curtained as if to shade its bed of grass from the 
musquito, spears, charms, sticks with strange crooks, 
tree-creepers, miniature idol-huts of grass, &c. These 
were laid in order in the interior ; but no one was 
there, and we were told it was a mausoleum. These, 
or similar places less pretentious, might be seen on the 
bare hill-sides ; the latter merely square enclosures 
or fences of tall reeds, which my Waganda orderlies 
called " Looaleh," or sacred ground. Occasionally one 
of their men, to amuse us, went through a strange un- 
natural antic. Placing both elbows at his sides, with 
the hands pointing upwards, like a position in the 
dumb-bell exercise, he commenced glimmering with 
his eyes, writhing the muscles of his shoulders and 
back, never drawing breath, and gradually sinking to 
the ground till he apparently lay dead, as if he had 
worked himself into a trance, or sleep of death. 
Within a radius of thirty miles from the palace 
nothing is allowed to be plundered, as a number of 
government annuitants reside there. It was a great 
