
 
        
         
		that  he  cannot  put  his  hoofs  flatly on  the  ground;  
 that he  is ■walking  upon  his  toes ?  This  thread will  
 give  Atm  strength!”  The  calf  actually  did  become  
 strong.  We  found  that  some  meat would  not  keep  
 beyond  a  single  day;  this was  not  attributed  to  the  
 heat, hut  to  the  man who  had  performed  the  operation  
 of  killing  the  cow.  “ He  must  he  a  dirty  
 fellow,  sleeping  cuddled  up with  his  hands  between  
 his  knees.”  “ If  Baraka  had  been  there  to  kill  the  
 animal,  the  meat  would  have  kept  for  four  days.”  
 Goats  were  never  healthy;  the  soil  stuck  between  
 their  hoofs,  making  them  foot-sore,  dejected,  and  
 unable  to  graze  with  any  apparent  satisfaction. 
 We  were  unsuccessful  in  fishing  with  the  hook.  
 The natives had  a better system;  they set creels, into  
 which they drove the fish in numbers.  At the Ripon  
 Falls,  while  Speke  was  there,  the Waganda  plied  to  
 considerable  purpose  a  barbless  hook,  baited  with  
 roasted  plantain  cut  in  dice.  On trying  the  fishing  
 in  the Kuffo,  first  with  entrails,  and  afterwards with  
 worms from the mud on the banks  of  the  river, none  
 would take  properly,  and  the  stream was  too muddy  
 for the fly.  Four loads  of  dried fish,  as  black  as  tar,  
 were  sent us by the king.  Our men did not recognise  
 them, but called them  “ mamba,”  the  name for  crocodile, 
  because  they had large teeth,  and were supposed,  
 from the  rounded  form  of  two  of their fins, to suckle  
 their  young.  Manua,  on  being  asked  to  have  some,  
 replied that he had never tasted fish,  and  did  not  see  
 why he  should  begin  then;  our  men  also  had  some  
 objection  to  them;  and  when  the  women  of  the  
 country were  shown  them,  they ran  away.  In  fact,  
 some  of  these  very  species  were  purchased  at  the 
 Ripon  Falls,  but  the  women  refused  to  cook  them.  
 I tasted both a bit of the tail and shoulder;  the former  
 had  been  dried  to  a  stick,  and  the  latter was  tough  
 and  tasteless.  All  had  been  caught in the Nile,  and  
 were eaten by the male population alone. 
 On my asking  some  of  our  Seedees, four in succession, 
  if they had eaten rats,  all pleaded guilty, saying,  
 “We  have  eaten  every living  thing  except  hippopotamus, 
   dogs,  snakes,  and cats.  Rats were better  food  
 than  beef,  tasting  sweetly, like  tender  chickens,  and  
 frogs were  also  very  excellent!  But  now  that  they  
 had  become  Mussulmans,  they  had  given  up  living  
 upon  these  animals.”  None  had  ever  eaten  human  
 flesh,  but  they  stated  that  when  a  person  in  their  
 country of  Uhiao  dies  from  having  been  bewitched,  
 the wizard  eats  part of  the  body to complete  his  incantation. 
   In our huts the number of rats  and lizards  
 living on friendly terms together was immense.  Every  
 house had two or three traps,  but  these  did  not  keep  
 them down, or prevent  their  annoying  fowls,  in  consequence  
 of which  the  latter  could  not  hatch  on the  
 ground,  and were suspended, like flower-pots, from the  
 ceiling in a tray made  from  the  leaf  of  the  plantain.  
 Lizards  fed  upon  cockroaches  and  other  insects,  and  
 much  enjoyed  picking  the  bone  of  a  fowl.  There  
 were two species ;  the  largest was  dark,  covered with  
 bright  spots,  with  a  white  fish-like  belly;  the  other  
 and  more  handsome  one  had  a  bright  stripe  down  
 either side, from the arch of the  eye to the tail.  Rats  
 fed like rabbits on grass,  or flour when they could get  
 it.  Whenever we camped near swamps the musquitoes  
 were  in  myriads,  working  their  way  even  through  
 bed-curtains  of net.