two of the dwarfs, and we who followed him
caught several more, for they would not run
away until they saw what our design was, and
then they left the water clear. We filled our
pots, and carried the little Shaitans (devils) into
the boma; and there we found we had caught
the king!
“We all argued that we should kill him, but
Mtagamoyo would not consent. ‘Kill the others,’
he said, and we cut all their heads off instantly
and tossed them outside. But the king was
not touchod.
“Then the dwarfs stopped fighting; they came
to us, and cried ‘Sennene! Sennene!’ (‘Peace,
peace’). We made peace with them; and they
said that if we gave them their king we might
go away unmolested. After a long shauri we
gave him up. But the war Was worse than ever.
Thousands came towards us, and every man was
as busy as he could be shooting them. We
fought all that day and night,' and then we saw
that the powder would not last; we had only
two kegs left.
“ So our chiefs then mustered us all togor ether.*
and told us all that the only way was to rush
out of the boma again and catch them and kill
them with our swords in the way that Mtagamoyo
had fought.
“ After making everything ready we rushed
out, and every man, bending his head, made
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straight for them. It was a race! When they
saw us coming out with our broad long swords,
bright as glass, they ran away; but we followed
them like wolves for a couple of hours. Ah,
we killed many, very many, for they could not
run as fast as we could.
“We then returned, packed up quickly, took
up . one-half of [our ivory, and started for the
forest. We travelled until night, and then, quite
tired out, we slept. Master, in the middle of
the night they were again on us! Arrows sounded
‘ twit,’ ‘twit,’ in all directions; some one was
falling down every minute. Our powder was
fast going. At last we ran away, throwing down
everything except our guns and swords. Now
and then we could hear Mtagamoyo s horn, and
we followed it. But nearly all were so weakened
by hunger and want of water that they burst
their hearts running, and died. Others lying
down to rest found the little devils close to
them when too late, and were killed. Master,
out of that great number of people that left
Nyangwe, Arabs, Wangwana, and our slaves,
only thirty returned alive, and I am one of
them.”
“What is your name, my uiend?” I demanded.
“Bwana Abedi,” he replied.
“ And you follow Tippu-Tib now, do you,
or Mtagamoyo?”
“ I follow Tippu-Tib,” he answered.