A naturalist in Mid-Africa: being an account of a journey to the Mountains of the Moon and Tanganyika . er is quiteshort. I only saw bows and arrows in the plains,and these were of a very wTeak and feeble descrip-tion. They use calabashes and also rough earthen-ware. In the low grounds of the Semliki valley thereis plenty of maize, millet and sweet potatoes,as well as numerous patches of bananas. A largeproportion of the mountain valleys are coveredwith plantations of bananas and the bark-clothfig, but the main food seems to be Arum and beansof various kinds, which may be seen even at 7,000fee
A naturalist in Mid-Africa: being an account of a journey to the Mountains of the Moon and Tanganyika . er is quiteshort. I only saw bows and arrows in the plains,and these were of a very wTeak and feeble descrip-tion. They use calabashes and also rough earthen-ware. In the low grounds of the Semliki valley thereis plenty of maize, millet and sweet potatoes,as well as numerous patches of bananas. A largeproportion of the mountain valleys are coveredwith plantations of bananas and the bark-clothfig, but the main food seems to be Arum and beansof various kinds, which may be seen even at 7,000feet. They are certainly industrious so far as one canjudge, but it is very difficult to get to know muchabout them. This is on account of their extremefear of strangers. They had been raided aboutthree or four times in the five months precedingmy visit by Kabbarega, Karakwanzi and Kasa-gama. The effect of this constant marauding has beento develop a natural instinct in the race to fly to THE WAWAMBA. 153 the hills on the very first appearance of an enemy ;and in their eyes every stranger is an They are cowardly, suspicions and superstitionsto an extraordinary degree. In fact, they are soaccustomed to being ill-treated that they cannot > H PnO EHPn< £h Ph Ph0 M 154 A NATURALIST IN MID-AFRICA. understand a stranger behaving kindly. WheneA7erI entered a village every one promptly fled, and Ishall never forget the amount of coaxing and wooingI had to go through in order to get the chief I firstmet to make friends. At first he stood amongst hisbananas about 100 yards off, and my interpreterhad to shout courtesies at this distance. WheneverI approached he ran, and it was only after I advancedalone to within speaking distance and had assuredhim over and over again that I only wanted to buyfood, that he could be induced to wait for he came to camp, it was about half an hourbefore he could be induced to come near enough toreceive a present of beads: This timidity i
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