60 MRULI TO THE CAPITAL OF UNYORO.

The sun had hardly risen when Katdgrua arrived, bringing with him the present he had yesterday led me to expect. ‘Two fat white oxen with long horns, a package of fine white salt (from the Albert Lake), three packages of Telabin corn (Hleusine coracana), and two packages of meal of the same kind of corn were laid before me, together with several jars of very good banana wine, accompanied by Kabréga’s best greetings. After Katagrua had gone, I had hardly time, before my audience with Kabréga, to prepare the presents which I had brought for him, and which far surpassed anything that he could previously have received. Exactly at midday my guide, Kapémpe, appeared, this time dressed in a kuftaén and tarbush (presents from me), and our procession started. It was headed by three Matdéngalis; then followed my guide, Kapémpe, with all his people ; then two porters carrying the presents for Kabréga ; and I, in uniform, on horseback, attended by my soldier, brought up the rear.

The road led for ten minutes towards the north-west, downhill across Khor Kyai, which was full of papyrus and amomum, and over which a bridge had been thrown in my honour. Then again uphill, past two small compounds, in the shadow of which stood crowds of staring people. We crossed an open square, leaving to our right the king’s cattle zertba, in which were numerous houses for the Wahtuma herdsmen. A circular togul rose before us, with lofty entrances in front and at the back, the space before which was roofed in. ‘The floor of the togul was clean and strewn with green papyrus-leaves ; in the middle of it sat Kabréga upon a high stool, surrounded by his officebearers, crouching upon the floor; behind the king stood about ten men and boys, armed with guns. At his feet crouched Manyara, the interpreter, a man with a bird-like face. My stool was placed close to that occupied by the king, and we surveyed each other intently for several moments.

This, then, was Kabréga, the cowardly, treacherous, beggarly drunkard described by Baker. The graceful folds of a piece of fine salmon-coloured bark cloth covered his body up to the breast, above which it was perfectly bare, except the left shoulder, over which was thrown, like a plaid, a piece of darker-coloured bark cloth. Two burnt scars were visible on the temples of his