A MOVE TO MABANTT. 
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CHAPTER XII. 
A MOVE TO MARANU. 1 
The people of Taveita were glad to welcome me once 
more to their midst, and after the first few days, spent 
in rapidly building houses to store my goods, and huts 
for my followers—from which efforts a small town 
ultimately arose—I prepared to smooth the way by 
negotiations for a peaceful ascent of Kilima-njaro. 
The chief of Maranu, a largish state (a little bigger 
than Middlesex) on the south-eastern flank of the great 
mountain, had latterly sent emissaries to Taveita, to 
question the people of the forest sanctuary as to my 
real character and disposition. News of my disputes 
with Mandara had reached him, and he thought, 
perhaps, he might oust that chief in my good graces, 
and get me all to himself with my (supposed) illimitable 
wealth, and my wonderful powers of sorcery. I met 
his advances enthusiastically—-perhaps too enthusias¬ 
tically, because it at first roused suspicion as to my 
real motives in entering Maranu—and sent to say, by 
Taveitan intermediaries, that I should be very happy 
to make peace. I invited, moreover, all the different 
chieftains of Kilima-njaro to send delegates to Taveita, 
1 As this word often recurs it may be well to note that in accord¬ 
ance with the system of spelling employed it would be pronounced 
“ Marang’u.” 
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