trading with them; so, on October 7, accompanied
by thirty men, I went on a visit to the Embe. I
reached the camp where George had formerly stayed
while trading for donkeys, but found it destroyed.
However, a few hours’ time was sufficient to erect
five huts, thickly covered with banana leaves; which
proved a welcome shelter to my few negro followers.
A t night it seemed intensely cold, although the thermometer
never registered below 530 Fahrenheit; but,
when the great heat of the day is considered, the
change can be seen to be quite sufficient to impress
itself unpleasantly upon the senses.
Shortly after my arrival at this point three of my
men came to my camp and informed me that Hamidi
had arrived from the coast with eighty men. He had
brought no letters from the coast, other than those
containing the accounts connected with the expedition,
and had shamefully loitered upon the road. From
Mombasa to Daitcho, with men bearing heavy loads,
the distance can be accomplished in six weeks; Hamidi,
however, had taken three months all but two days.
Lieutenant von Hohnel sent word that he was Oge ttingo:
on nicely, and felt much stronger.
The next day my old friend Liria came to see
me. After an exchange of presents I told Him I wished
to call an assembly of the old men, as I had something
to say to them. He said that at that time they were
all busily engaged in their plantation work; so I was
forced to postpone my interview. I had intended to
induce them to get the Wamsara and other tribes
inhabiting the southern part of the Jombeni range
to make blood brothers with me. He told me the