The daily exchange. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1858-1861, 1861-04-30
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Wanyamwezi" N@'a'' WIZ ~ 49,
Exactly so ~
But now don't fear them. call them -
man, OF" ""''0 '''''' "N1'
"Truly so, 0 my brother!''
Anc thus for two mortal hours till NV eun,,
turned into marvel. Twanigana, however was
perhaps, in point of intellect somewhat bpiow tbl
usual standard of African young men,
MBAYA AND THE MosLEM MISSIONARY
| .MuZungu Mbaya, as the old hunks calls himsaIr
might be seen sitting, deeply meditative, at IN,
end Of the march, before the fire, warming his in
ner legs. smoking his face, and and anon cast
ing pleasant glances at small black earthen pip
Kin, whence arose the savOry steam Of meat aut
| vegetables. A cOnca enati0n of ideas induces Gu
| Mohammed to break through his tavorite theme.
dier
"Ugh ugh!' replies the Muzungu, personally
Offended, "don't speak in that way! Thou mus
at is sore thing to die" resumes Gul Moham-
med
'IIoo! hoo !" exclaimed the other; sit is bad,
very Dad, never to wear nice cloth, longer to
dwell with ones wife and children not to eat and
drink, snult, and smoke tobacco. Hoo hoo it is
bad very badr
',But we shall eat" rejoined the Mcslem, "the
nesh OF BIRDS mountains of meat, and delicate
ToaSts and drink sugared water, and whatever we
hunger for"
The Africans mind is disturbed by the tissue of
contradictions. He considers birds somewhat low
feeding; roasts he adores, he contrasts mountains
ol III meat with his poor halt pound in pot; he would
sell himself for sugar; but. again, he hears notblDp
of tobacco; still he takes the trouble to ask,
''Where. d my brother?'
"There,'" exclaims Gu Mohammed, pointing to
the skies.
This is "choke-pear" to Muzungu Mbaya.-
The distance is great and he can scarcely believe
that his interlocutor has visited the armament
to see the provision; he therefore ventures upon
the query,
"And hast thou been there, 0, my brotber?"
"Astaghtar ullah, Il beg pardon of Allahr')
calculates Gul Mohammed, half angry, half amused
"W hat mshenzi (pagan) this is! No, my brother,
have not exactly been there; but my Mulungu
(Allah) told my apostle, who told his descendants
who told my father and mother, who told me-
that when we die we shall go to shamba (planta-
tion) where -"
"Oofr' grunts Muzungu Mbaya; ''it is good of
you to tell us all this upumbafu (nonsensel which
in the skies ~
"Assured," replied Gul Mohammed who ex
pounds at length the Moslem idea of a paradise
TO the Africans running commentary Of "Nenda
We! (be ONLY "Mama-e!" 90 my mother y and
"lumhanina, which may not be translated.
Muznngu Mbaya, who for the last minute has
been Immersed in thought, now suddenly raises
ms head, and, with somewhat of goguenard air.
inquiries:
"Wel, then, my brother, thou knowest all
things answer me, is thy Mulungu black like
as thou art ?'
Gnl Mohammed is fairly foored; he calculates
sundry la haul to collect his wits for the reply:
'yeriIy, the Mulungu hath no color
"Ioo-oh Tuh!' exclaims the Muzungu, con-
torting his wrinkled countenance, and splitting
with disgust upon the ground. lie was now iust-
fed in believing that he had been made laughing
stock. The mountain of meat had, to a certain
extent, Won over his better Judgment; the fair
vision now fed, and left him to the hard realities
of the half pound. He turns deaf ear to every
other word; and devoting all his assiduity to the
article before him, he uuconsciouslv obeys the ad
vice which many an Eastern philosopher has incul-
Gated to his disciples:
''Aod fast the hour, though fools say nav,
- The spheres reyove, they bring the sorrow;
The wise enjoys his JOY to-day,
The fool shall JOY his joy to morrow"