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NEW AFRICA. 
from a few days to weeks, with progressive weakness, swelling of the 
glands, affections of the skin, and final paralysis of the entire nervous 
system. There may be an interval of years—as many as seven—before 
the profound lassitude, the real onset of the Sleeping Sickness, ap¬ 
proaches. The patient then becomes an automaton, even forgetting to 
chew the food which is placed in his mouth, finally dying of starvation, 
convulsions or local paralysis. The mortality of the disease, when once 
implanted, must be given as 100 per cent; there is no hope, except in 
prevention. 
Professor Koch, the great German scientist, who has made so thor¬ 
ough an investigation of the matter, has added to the difficulties of the 
case by offering proofs that the disease may be transmitted in other ways 
than by the tsetse fly. He also claims to have discovered a connection 
between the disease and crocodiles, as in the neighborhood of Lake 
Victoria Nyanza the tsetse fly subsists almost entirely on the blood of 
these reptiles. Tsetse flies, both males and females, are blood-suckers 
and feed during the day. As they fly so swiftly and alight so softly, it 
is very difficult to detect them until after the mischief has been done. 
ROOSEVELT’S ENTERTAINERS AT ENTEBBE. 
Mr. Roosevelt was deeply interested in this status of the great fight 
between science and the Sleeping Sickness of East Africa, and his host 
and hostess at Entebbe gave him every facility to investigate the efforts 
being made to stamp out the plague. Mrs. George Francis McDaniel 
Ennis, his special hostess, is the only American resident of Entebbe, 
and a charming author, woman and entertainer. She was formerly Miss 
Ethel Kirkland, of Chicago, daughter of Major Joseph Kirkland, a brave 
soldier and an able writer—for some years literary editor of the “Chicago 
Tribune.” Mrs. Ennis met her husband while traveling, the latter being 
en route to assume the judgeship of the Uganda protectorate. They 
have a son, and a beautiful, completely appointed home; no one of note, 
in fact, since they became residents of Entebbe has left the place without 
enjoying their hospitality. Of course, the formal reception of Colonel 
and ex-President Roosevelt, with his party, was at the hands of Sir 
Hesketh Bell, the governor; but the real home entertaining—the atten¬ 
tions which went to the great American’s heart—were from Mrs. Ennis, 
his countrywoman; and no better God-speed toward the Nile and civil¬ 
ization could have been devised. 
