The performers received a bundle of beads and went away happy.
9th .-- I called on Congow, but found him absent, waiting on the king, as usual; and the king sent for my big rifle to shoot birds with.
10th .-- In consequence of my having explained to the king the effect of the process of distilling, and the way of doing it, he sent a number of earthen pots and bugus of pombe that I might produce some spirits for him; but as the pots sent were not made after the proper fashion, I called at the palace and waited all day in the hope of seeing him.

No one, however, dared enter his cabinet, where he had been practising "Uganga" all day, and so the pombe turned sour and useless.

Such are the ways of Uganda all over.
11th .-- The king was out shooting; and as nothing else could be done, I invited Uledi's pretty wife Guriku to eat a mutton breakfast, and teach my child Meri not to be so proud.

In this we were successful; but whether her head had been turned, as Bombay thought, or what else, we know not; but she would neither walk, nor talk, nor do anything but lie at full length all day long, smoking and lounging in thorough indolence.
12th .-- I distilled some fresh pombe for the king; and taking it to him in the afternoon, fired guns to announce arrival.

He was not visible, while fearful shrieks were heard from within, and presently a beautiful woman, one of the king's sisters, with cockscomb erect, was dragged out to execution, bewailing and calling on her king, the Kamraviona, and Mzungu, by turns, to save her life.