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Updated: May 6, 2025
A rope of monkeys' tails covers one broad shoulder; his left arm and hand were hidden by an oblong shield of hide. In one hand he held a slim throwing spear and this he balanced delicately. "I am Bosambo of the Ochori," he said magnificently and unnecessarily; "you sent for me and I have come bringing a thousand spears." M'fosa blinked, but said nothing.
George, a Companion of a Victorian Order, a Commander of the Bath, and the son of a noble house, he was known familiarly along the coast to all administrators, commissioners, even to the deputy inspectors, as "Bob." Bosambo came to the presence with an inward quaking.
Whereupon Bones went very red and stammered and spluttered in such a way that the chief knew for sure that Bosambo had spoken the truth. Bones, as I have said before, was no fool. He confirmed Bosambo's order for the evacuation of the island, but left a Houssa guard to hold it. Then he hurried north to the Ochori.
Only one man in the world, so far as the People of the River know, has ever spoken slightingly of Bim-bi, and that man was Bosambo of the Ochori, who had no respect for any ghosts save of his own creation.
"Now," said N'gori, "we will summon a secret palaver, sending messengers for all men to assemble at the rise of the first moon. For the N'gombi have sent me new spears, and when next the dog Bosambo comes, weary with rowing, we will fall upon him and there will be no more Bosambo left; for Sandi is gone and there is no law in the land."
Tombini, the chief of N'gombi, held the view that Nature's way was best, whilst B'limbini, his cousin, was the chief exponent of the sharpened form. It took two battalions of King Coast Rifles, half a battery of artillery and Sanders to settle the question, which became a national one. "I wish Bosambo were to the devil before he left his country," said Sanders, irritably.
"Written in my city of Ochori and given to my brother, Mahomet Ali, who shall carry it to M'ilitani at the mouth of the river." "Poor old Bones!" said Hamilton, as he slowly counted the money. "Poor old Bones!" he repeated. He took an account book from his desk and opened it at a page marked "Bosambo." His entry was significant. To a long list of credits which ran: Received L30. Received L25.
"Now this I tell you," Bosambo shook his finger impressively, "that the N'bosini lives." "Where?" asked Bones, quickly. Already he saw himself lecturing before a crowded audience at the Royal Geographical Society, his name in the papers, perhaps a Tibbett River or a Francis Augustus Mountain added to the sum of geographical knowledge.
That Bosambo was not in command made no difference and did not tarnish the prestige in Tumbilimi's eyes, and though the raids upon his territory by Mimbimi had been mild, the truculent chief, disdaining the use of his full army, marched with his select column to bring in the head and the feet of the man who had dared violate his territory.
Many parties went out against him, notably that which Tumbilimi the chief of Isisi led. He took a hundred picked men to avenge the outrage which this intruder had put upon him in daring to summons him to palaver. Now Sugini was an arrogant man, for had he not routed the army of Bosambo?
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