James Hannington, , , , first bishop of eastern equatorial Africa : a history of his life and work, 1847-1885 . ing out the baggage. A fear-ful scrimmage ensued, during which I trod into a colonyof ants, and got wofully punished. Everything wasmixed up so that we could not tell what we had taken,and what we had left, and eventually many packageswe could ill spare were left behind. However, we didget off about 4 , a hippo blowing a salute as westarted. We had not gone far when a loud bang startledus, and, looking up, I saw two legs of my only chair fly-ing upwards. My stup
James Hannington, , , , first bishop of eastern equatorial Africa : a history of his life and work, 1847-1885 . ing out the baggage. A fear-ful scrimmage ensued, during which I trod into a colonyof ants, and got wofully punished. Everything wasmixed up so that we could not tell what we had taken,and what we had left, and eventually many packageswe could ill spare were left behind. However, we didget off about 4 , a hippo blowing a salute as westarted. We had not gone far when a loud bang startledus, and, looking up, I saw two legs of my only chair fly-ing upwards. My stupid boy had placed his gun loadedand full cocked into the canoe. My best waterproofrug was cut in half, the side of the canoe broken, andmy chair spoilt. Happily no one was hurt. I am veryangry, and at once have all the guns secured, but forgetthe pistols. Our next escapade is to rob some natives. Our menspy a small canoe, to which they at once give chase, and * Kiswahili for old man. The captain of the canoe wasalways called Mzee. I translated this somewhat freely the old manof the sea, as he was so excessively
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