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where his cattle might best graze, and would there have 
constructed his grass dwellings. But this man builds 
upon a hill that he may look abroad, and take a large 
imperial view of his land. He loves ample room ; his 
house is an African palace, spacious and lofty ; large 
clean courtyards surround it ; he has spacious quarters 
for his harem, and courtyards round those ; he has 
spacious quarters for his guards, and extensive court- 
yards round those ; a cane enclosure surrounds all, and 
beyond the enclosure again is a wide avenue running 
round the palace fences. His people, great and small, 
imitate him as much as lies in their power. They are 
well-dressed, and immodesty is 
a crime in the land. Yet I 
am still in Africa, and only yes- 
, as it were, I saw naked 
men and naked women. It 
may be that such a monarch 
and people fascinate me as 
much as their land. The human 
figures in the landscape have, 
indeed, as much interest for me 
as the gracious landscape itself. 
The drums sounded. Mtesa 
had seated himself on the throne, 
and we hastened to take our 
seats. 
Since the 5th of April, I had enjoyed ten interviews 
with Mtesa, and during all I had taken occasion to 
introduce topics which would lead up to the subject of 
Christianity. Nothing occurred in my presence but I 
contrived to turn it towards effecting that which had 
become an object to me, viz., his conversion. There 
was no attempt made to confuse him with the details of 
any particular doctrine. I simply drew for him the 
image of the Son of God humbling Himself for the good 
of all mankind, white and black, and told him how, 
while He was in man’s disguise, He was seized and 
crucified by wicked people who scorned His divinity, 
and yet out of His great love for them, while yet 
A RUGA-RUGA. 
