Ten years in Equatoria; . thends by pegs. The situation of these pegs is the only differencefrom the guitar of the Mambettu, who call their instrument dumo,while the Sandeh call it coiidi. The remembrance of a charming singer occurs to me, who cheeredus with his expressive songs during the cold nights we spent on thebanks of the Kibali. He was lamenting his lost beloved one. Iam alone. I have lost thee, oh Kalamassita (J/^ shungo iolc dcte ;Sanga badi ale Kalamassita^ ; and nobody in the camp ever daredto interiupt that song. Youths of noble lineage boast of being famous musicians, and DO 7 ta


Ten years in Equatoria; . thends by pegs. The situation of these pegs is the only differencefrom the guitar of the Mambettu, who call their instrument dumo,while the Sandeh call it coiidi. The remembrance of a charming singer occurs to me, who cheeredus with his expressive songs during the cold nights we spent on thebanks of the Kibali. He was lamenting his lost beloved one. Iam alone. I have lost thee, oh Kalamassita (J/^ shungo iolc dcte ;Sanga badi ale Kalamassita^ ; and nobody in the camp ever daredto interiupt that song. Youths of noble lineage boast of being famous musicians, and DO 7 take their mandoline with them everywhere, whether in war orpeace. Such is their ambition of possessing an elegant and artistic-ally shaped instrument, that they do not mind paying any amountfor one. Nganzi and I were chatting one day upon different topics, whenthe conversation casually turned upon the tassels of the silk tree{Biodcndrum omphractuosiuii). I expressed the idea that theymight be utilised for stuffing >Mo{J<iu^^ SANDEH SINGER. VISIT TO BAKANGOI. 135 Do not do it, he said, as it would give you dreadful pains inthe head. We have tried it. On my departure, Nganzi introduced me to two of his mostreliable people, who were to accompany me as far as Bakangoisresidence. After having passed through Nagugo, near the Makua, keepingsouth-west, we crossed grassy plains, and reached the banks of theBomokandi. The river is crossed in boats, which are made from the excavatedtrunks of trees, and propelled by oars, the blades of which arecircular. The width of the river at the ferry is about ooO feet (100 metres),and the depth is 13 feet. The flow is of medium pace. At Nekora, the spot where I ferried the river to enter the countryof the Mege of Azanga, it was about 260 feet (80 metres) wide. At Negokolo, situated about three hours journey from the riverBomokandi, I was received by the old Ndeni, Ntikimas brother, atall, upright man, with grey hair, and very cordial m


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