CHAPTER XIII 
UGANDA, AND THE GREAT NYANZA LAKES 
When we left Nairobi, it was with real regret that we 
said good-bye to the many friends who had been so kind 
to us—officials, private citizens, almost everyone we had 
met, including Sir Percy Girouard, the new Governor. 
At Kijabe the men and women from the American 
Mission—and the children, too—were down at the 
station to wish us good luck; and at Nakuru the 
settlers from the neighbourhood gathered on the plat¬ 
form to give us a farewell cheer. The following morning 
we reached Kisumu, on Lake Victoria Nyanza. It is in 
the Kavirondo country, where the natives, both men 
and women, as a rule go absolutely naked, although 
they are peaceable and industrious. In the native 
market they had brought in baskets, iron spade-heads, 
and food, to sell to the native and Indian traders who 
had their booths round about; the meat market, under 
the trees, was especially interesting. 
At noon we embarked in a smart little steamer to 
cross the lake. Twenty-four hours later we landed at 
Entebbe, the seat of the English Governor of Uganda. 
Throughout our passage the wind hardly ruffled the 
smooth surface of the lake. As we steamed away from 
the eastern shore the mountains behind us and on our 
right hand rose harsh and barren, yet with a kind of 
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