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Updated: June 14, 2025
Now that the cazi had carried his harangue to this extreme, and had galloped the steed of metaphor beyond our expectation, we of necessity acquiesced in the absolute decree of being satisfied, and apologized for what had passed between us; and after altercation we returned into the path of reconciliation, laid the heads of reparation at each other's feet, mutually kissed and embraced, and, letting mischief fall asleep, and war lull itself into peace, concluded the whole in these two verses: "O poor man! complain not of the revolutions of fortune, for gloomy might be thy lot wert thou to die in such sentiments.
If a man is refractory in discharging his revenue, the collector must necessarily coerce him to pay it. Every man's teeth are blunted by acids excepting the cazi's, and they require sweets: That cazi, or judge, that can accept of five cucumbers as a bribe, will confirm thee in a right to ten fields of melons.
There might be a watercourse hidden in the folds of the earth; there might be a rainwater "tank," or a spring, on any of the kopjes. Simba and Cazi Moto were both experienced, and capable of a long round trip. The problem of days' journeys was not pressing at this moment.
"You will be headman of the porters; and you, Cazi Moto, will be headman of all the safari, and my own man besides." The Baganda drew himself erect, his face shining. Placing his bare heels together, he raised his hand in a military salute. Kingozi was about to dismiss him, but this arrested his intention. "Where did you learn to do that?" he asked sharply.
He thrust a clinical thermometer beneath the Kavirondo's tongue, glancing at a wrist watch as he did so. "Cazi Moto," he said calmly after three minutes, "this man is a liar. He is not sick; he merely wants to get out of carrying a load." The Kavirondo, his eyes rolling, shot forth a torrent of language.
She's got to push and push hard to make it, and that's why she's making so early a start. I had a notion this 'country of the great Unknown' wasn't quite so 'unknown' as it might be." He finished this speech coincidentally with the drying of his hands. The impatient Cazi Moto snatched the towel deftly but respectfully and packed it away.
Cries, shrieks, shouts, yells, and the sound of running to and fro steadily increased in volume. It was a riot. In vain Kingozi called for Cazi Moto and Simba. Finally he grasped his kiboko and started in the direction of the disturbance. The Leopard Woman sprang to his side, and guided him. He laid about him blindly with the kiboko, and in time succeeded in getting some semblance of order.
While the white man was divesting himself of his accoutrements, Cazi Moto entered bearing a galvanized pail full of hot water which he poured into the tub. He disappeared only to return with a pail of cold water to temper the first. "Bath is ready, bwana," said he, and retired, carefully tying the tent flaps behind him. Fifteen minutes later Kingozi emerged.
A few moments later he could be heard robustly splashing in the tent. A roar summoned Cazi Moto. "Tell your bwana I want n'dowa medicine understand? Need some boric acid," he yelled at Kingozi. "Eyes in bad shape." Kingozi ordered Cazi Moto to take over the entire medicine chest; then sent a messenger for M'tela, who shortly appeared. "This enemy of mine is taken, thanks to your men, oh, King.
The white man finished his meal and lighted his pipe. Even yet his day's work was not quite done, and he was unwilling to yield himself to rest until all tasks were cleared away. "Cazi Moto!" he called. Instantly, it seemed, the headman stood at his elbow. "To-morrow," said Kingozi deliberately, and paused in decision so long that Cazi Moto ventured a "Yes, bwana." "To-morrow we rest here.
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