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WELCOME GIFTS. 489 kill Kamisoa and Anfina for blocking the way between us.

Then followed great praise of myself, and an invitation to come to him (Kabréga), backed by an appeal to our old friendship. He also reproached me for not having written to him about the war and our losses, and for not informing him whether Khartum still held out or not.

Abd-er-Rahman’s and Masudi’s letters assured me of their friendship, and offered to send me all that was necessary. A number of presents accompanied the letters, most of them from Kabréga himself: a whole piece of madapolam, a piece of coarse American shirting (you may imagine what a singularly valuable gift it was in these hard times, and how wonderful it was for us here to receive cloths from Zanzibar), coloured handkerchiefs, Uganda mats, bark cloths, salt, beans, very good tobacco, and also coffee. Everything was at once divided among my superior officers—in these days we must all be equal. I hope also by sending a little linen to the officers farther north to inspire them with some courage and willingness. The great thing is, that by God’s help a way has now been opened, and I will take care to keep it open. I insert here the information afterwards given me by Msige. Mwanga, the new ruler of Uganda, has had all his father’s officials killed, with the sole exception of my old friend, the Katikiro. According to the statements of the Zanzibar people, four foreigners are settled in Uganda. The old strained relations between the two countries still continue, but that does not prevent men coming and going for commercial purposes, and the Arabs send and receive their letters and goods unmolested. No direct road now exists between Unyoro and Karagwa, for it has been closed by Chief Ntali, of Nkole. Abd-er-Rahman, the merchant, is getting ready to return to Zanzibar with his ivory. Msige’s men have, however, brought some cloths privately, and so an active trade has sprung up here. Ten mejidie (41, 15s.) are paid for eight ells of madapolam ; there was quite a struggle for coffee. Of course, I sent news to Dr. Junker at once, and was almost obliged to admit that he had better decide on travelling southwards. I have also written two letters, one of which I am sending to Kabréga, the other to ' the Arabs, with a request that they may be forwarded to the

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