The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1895-11-27

But with all Difference to the men who
made the maps, and the chromo-litho-
graph men who color them, doubt Il
anybody in that village ever heard oi
the kingdom Of Upper or Lower Man
>-dara, or knew that he lived under q
king. They lived good deal as the
people of Cranberry Center lived, before
there were canvassing committees fol-
the county, and when they had not
voters enough to send member to the
Legislature.
For me, had come up the Congo to a
point-well, say sixty miles below
Houssa, when something happened to
the connecting rod Of the steamer and
she was laid up for repairs for twenty
four hours. was glad of the chance to
stretch my legs and to try for game, and
started off as soon as the engineer made
this report, with my two boys, as they
we're called, Philip and Mendi John.
Philip was Of no great use but as an in
tterpreter with the other, who had
great deal of good woodcraft in him and
other working capacity. We had great
luck, as how could man fail to. going
through meadows and wood which never
saw. an entomologist before2 l had
bagged and chloroformed and stuck,
we'll, twenty-five fine butterflies and
i. had left a dozen traps for moths, to be
examined when we came back mex. day.
We had lunched under grove Of pep
per trees, when I saw what afterwards
knew better, but what then I had never
Been-a magnificent specimen OF Vanes:
sa,, larger than Erckhardt's, and, as ]
supposed, rightly, wholly new. J
simply called to the boys that they were
not to leave the place, and started after
him.
A blessed tramp he led me, up hill
and down dale. Hot! oh, how hot il
wasl Bamboos here, pepper trees there,
plantains, bananas, palm trees-now in
the shade, now in the sun, and this
lovely, fiattering, fluttering futtereI
ahead OF me, with the wiles and wit oi
q Siren and an Dread combined. But
was too much for him. After an hour ]
had the splendid creature-there he is
now, framed and under glass, hanging
on the wall opposite where / write.
slung my box on my back after l hat
chloroiormed and fixed him, and ther
started back to my men.
II had found them there would have
been no story. The truth was that my
handsome wood nymph there, the Vanes
ga, had bewitched the brooks and the
paths so that everything ran the wrong
way. Even the sun in the heavens
when he shone at all, shonein the wrong
9zmarter. Most of the time the sky wa:
overcast, 30 that the poor sun himsel
could not shine at all. And how was
to know my road there in the kingdom
OF Mandara, Upper or Lower, if the SUI
In the sky did not know his? I trampet
and tramped. had lost my own tracks
long before. At last came to patti
tolerably we'll beaten, and it brought mt
out-on the river in sight Of the smoke
stacks Of the Princess Beatrice? Not
bit of it. 1t brought me out on th'
slope Of hill, on large banana patch
with village OF sixty or seventy huts
just below me.
will not say was frightened, TO
there is no good in telling tales out
school. But will not say / was not
'~tor there is no good in lying. The sun
' wherever he was, was we'll near setting
! Fer it was by my watch. could no
keep it much longer. So / boldly wen
down into the village.
Half dozen little ours snapped a
me, just as if had been in the villag
of the Yanktons, or in the Sahara.
made nothing OF them, but passed on
and then, meeting pleasant fellow, a
black as the knave Of clubs, with
handsome, good-natured face, clad III
long blue night-gown, made in Man
chester print shop for bed curtain, -.
made salaam TO him. in the best fashion
of Bel-eI-djeree. And he, restraining
his laughter, made one in quite anothe
\ fashion to me. Then he advanced, ant
boldly offered me his hand, as al
Englishman might have done, much t.
tny surprise. He said something also
but knew not what; and I took pre-
A4ous good care not to lisp word o
rabic.
What did was to lay my head on ont
DE as II were desirous Of sleeping
ld to put my finger in my mouth as j.
wanted to eat. / had learned thu
rst signal from the ballet, and thu
DBecond from Mother Nature and th'
Navajo Indians. He laughed good
haturedly and pointed to the village. A
group OF boys and girls. with. few
uncles and aunts, fathers and mothers
were assembled already to SEQ the won
der. For myself, I was asking mysel
whether they would. sing, as they did tx
Mungo Park: