CH. vi A VISIT TO RAS MA HUNAN OF HARAR, 1893 171 
formerly in a mission at Zanzibar, where he learnt English ; and 
he married a Goanese from India, since dead, who could paint 
in water-colours, and whose sketches were hanging on the walls 
of his house. My friend had furnished it as far as possible in 
the English style, and while there I enjoyed the comforts of an 
English lodging free of cost, besides good champagne and roast 
beef cooked by the wife of an Armenian who works for the Has. 
I have nothing but pleasant recollections of the kind hospitality 
of the Abyssinians at Harar, and of Signor Felter and his 
charming wife. 
My baggage not arriving on the 16th, I rode out five miles, 
on a mule, along the road, to look for it. When it arrived in 
the evening, I found my servant Ibrahim, a Somali boy of nine- 
teen, had met with an accident ; an angry Abyssinian, armed 
with a spear, had been chasing his own servant, when the latter 
ran to Ibrahim for protection; the aggressor turned on Ibrahim 
and threw his spear, and trying to w T ard off* the blow he received 
the spear through the palm of his hand. It was a bad cut, 
severing an important vein, so that the hand had been bleeding 
at intervals for nearly two days ; and Ibrahim arrived in a very 
weak state. I complained to the R&s, and the culprit was 
caught and put into prison, Ibrahim receiving the small com- 
pensation of twenty-five piastres, or about three rupees. I told 
the police officials that all my servants had orders to use their 
carbines, if necessary, in self-defence, and expressed astonish- 
ment at Ibrahim’s forbearance. 
On 17th March I had a long interview with Has Makunan, 
when he expressed great friendship for the British ; and I con- 
veyed to him the kind regards of General J. Jopp, C.B., Political 
Resident of Aden, and the Italian Consul-General Cecchi, and 
of other officers known to him personally or by correspondence. 
After the audience I met Count Salimbeni at dinner at the 
house of Signor Felter. 
On the following day I called on M. Gabriel Guigniony, a 
French merchant, and Monseigneur Taurin Cahaigne, officially 
“ Vicaire Apostolique des Galla.” He has been many years in 
the country, and probably knows more about Galla history than 
any man. 
In the afternoon I spent a long time with the Ras, and gave 
him a photograph-album of Indian scenes, and also a tiger-skin 
mounted on red cloth. He was much struck with some of the 
photographs which represented Indian elephants in a “khedda”; 
