Part 72 (1/2)
”Bwana! Oh, bwana! Oh, bwana!”
”Get up, Johnson!” Fred took him by the arm and raised him ”Tell us what's the matter”
”Men who eat men! Men who eat men! I had three porters to carry my tent and food Now I have none They have eaten them! Now they hunt me!”
”Well, you're safe,” said Monty ”Calschen! I am here to wait for him
Have you seen him? Where is he?”
Fred answered hiain at Monty's feet
”Oh, what shall I do?” he blubbered ”I am an old o to Dar es Salaa to shohat you intended to show Schillingschen,” said Monty, ”I'll do what I can for your relations”
”What can you do? Oh, what can you do? No man but a Ger!”
Monty beckoned to the Baganda who had once done Schillingschen's dirty work
”D'you see thisto hand over your relations in exchange for a proh! Are your relations criminals?”
”No, bwana! No, bwana! My relations honorable folk! Foramoyo to serve in German family by invitation of person attached to Geres they know nothing whatever about Then Schillingschen he finding me, and say to me, 'You shohere is that Tippoo Tib's ivory, and your relations shall go free!' And Tippoo Tib, he say to me, 'You take first step to show any man where is that ivory, and you shall be fed to white ants by schen he catch two of them faithful people, and feed 'eschen terrible! Tippoo Tib terrible! What shall do? Tippoo Tib, he one ti trip with Bwana Coutlass, very bad Greek Bwana Coutlass wanting ivory-- way Coutlass very bad umu sana All the saschen Not long ago Tippoo Tib sending ainst schen he send forworse threats! Oh, what shall do! Oh, what shall do!” [ Ngumu sana, very severely]
”You shall shohere that ivory is!” Monty answered hi! Get up! Look here! See this! (Get me that diary, Will) If the Germans won't release your relations froanda, this is a written book that will make them do it! In this book are the names of men who have broken treaties and the law of nations When the Germans know the British Government in London has this book under lock and key, they will think it a little thing to release your relations for the sake of avoiding trouble!”
”Promise me, bwana! You promise me!”
”I prolishlishh moment on the shoulder of a mountain, ilderness in every direction farther than the highest eagle in the air above could see, to have that helpless, hopeless ex-slave, part Arab, part machenzie, put his whole stock-in-trade--his secret--all he had on earth to bargain with for those he loved--in the balance on the prolishman It was a tribute to a race that has had its share, no doubt, of bad men, but has won dominion over half the earth and prettyfaith with ood faith
”Then I tell!” said Hassan ”Then I show!”
But now a new fear seized hi
”The men who eat men! The men who eat men!”
”Pah! Cannibals!” sneered Fred ”They're always cowards!”
”Tippoo Tib, he afraid of nothing--nobody! He is hiding the ivory where uard it and none dare co his rifle