cloth the finest thing he had ever seen. Nobody but Musa had ever
given him such beautiful beads before, and none ever gave with such free
liberality. Whatever I wanted I should have in return for it, as it was
evident to him I had really done him a great honour in visiting him.
Neither his father nor any of his forefathers had had such a great
favour shown them. He was alarmed, he confessed, when he heard we were
coming to visit him, thinking we might prove some fearful monsters that
were not quite human, but now he was delighted beyond all measure with
what he saw of us. A messenger should be sent at once to the king
of Uganda to inform him of our intention to visit him, with his own
favourable report of us. This was necessary according to the etiquette
of the country. Without such a recommendation our progress would be
stopped by the people, whilst with one word from him all would go
straight; for was he not the gatekeeper, enjoying the full confidence of
Uganda? A month, however, must elapse, as the distance to the palace
of Uganda was great; but, in the meantime, he would give me leave to go
about in his country to do and see what I liked, Nnanaji and his sons
escorting me everywhere. Moreover, when the time came for my going on to
Uganda, if I had not enough presents to give the king, he would fill up
the complement from his own stores, and either go with me himself, or
send Nnanaji to conduct me as far as the boundary of Uganda, in order
that Rogero might not molest us on the way. In the evening, Masudi,
with Sangoro and several other merchants, came up from Kufro to pay us a
visit of respect.

28th and 29th.--A gentle hint having come to us that the king's brother,
Wazezeru, expected a trifle in virtue of his rank, I sent him a blanket
and seventy-five blue egg-beads. These were accepted with the usual good
grace of these people. The king then, ever attentive to our position as
guests, sent his royal musicians to give us a tune. The men composing
the band were a mixture of Waganda and Wanyambo, who played on reed
instruments made telescope fashion, marking time by hand-drums. At first
they marched up and down, playing tunes exactly like the regimental
bands of the Turks, and then commenced dancing a species of "hornpipe,"
blowing furiously all the while. When dismissed with some beads, Nnanaji
dropped in and invited me to accompany him out shooting on the slopes
of the hills overlooking the lake. He had in attend