Round the black man's garden (1893) (14773851024)

Identifier: roundblackmansga00colv (find matches)
Title: Round the black man's garden
Year: 1893 (1890s)
Authors: Colvile, Zélie Isabelle Richaud de Préville, lady
Subjects: Africa -- Description and travel
Publisher: Edinburgh and London, W. Blackwood and sons
Contributing Library: Mugar Memorial Library, Boston University
Digitizing Sponsor: Boston University



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all these ports very difficult. In the lagoonsformed by them the water is most beautifully calm,but not always deep enough for vessels of any size ;so that only the native dhows can take advantage ofthem to carry on their coasting trade in all weathers.As soon as we anchored, the mission boat was seenputting off and coming towards us. In her was thefounder of the mission and one of the ladies, whocame on board to carry off to the fold the twoyoung girls, their little black chaperon, and the lay-man. When they had left, the Captain took usashore to see Mr Mackenzie, who was managing theBritish East African Companys base, and so was theconnecting-link between the explorers and England.We landed on a steep stony incline, leading up toan open space overlooking the harbour, which MrMackenzie afterwards told us he intended to plantand make into a shady square; then walking downa clean wide street, we soon reached the head-quarters of the Company, a good-sized, white-washed, airv Arab abode.
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EXPLORERS AT MOMBASA. 65 While we were sitting with Mr Mackenzie, threemen came whom there was no mistaking for anypersons but explorers. The first we were intro-duced to was Count Teleki, a tall handsome man,with a charming, weather - beaten, sunburnt face,hair cropped quite short, wearing an Arab skull-cap, his flannel shirt unbuttoned in front, andsleeves rolled up over the elbows. I was told after-wards that when he and his companions arrived atMombasa after two years of hard travelling upcountry, they had worn all their clothes to rags,and that the Count had made his entry into thetown in a pair of curiously made red cottonbreeches, and nothing else. He owned that, find-ing himself so near civilisation with only rags tohis back, he allowed two of his men to put togetherthis useful and picturesque-looking garment. His companion, Herr von Hohnel—a young navalofficer who had been sent by the Crown Prince ofAustria to survey the country—was a tall, intelli-gent-looking young man,