The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1913-02-22

L
gan secured q fresh crew for their
canoe and gave chase to the fugi-
tives. but nothing was seen or heard
of them again.
AT Usambara they were nGrsed
back to partial good health by the
German official in charge. and then
set out for the Rusisi Valley. After
many trying experiences they eventu-
ally reached the Lake Kvu district
Grogan had been warned by a Ger
man doctor at Ishangi of the thieving
propensities of the Hght-fngered Wa
! ruanda people, who inhabit this ter
ritory. One morning he found that
they had entered his tent at night and
stolen tin box as well as ether
things. such as instruments, money
clothes, valuable papers and photo.
graphs.
He summoned the local chief. Ngen-
ri. and asked him what he intended
to do about 1t. The chief tried to
bluff; but he had mistaken his man.
for Grogan promptly cIapped him in
irons and pu. him in a tent uIder a
strong guard, with an ultimatum that
| unless the stolen goods were forth
| coming at once there would be trou-
BILE. The cid chief finally produced
some of the clothes.
Grogan left Sharp in charge OF the
camp. which they had placed in a
state of defense, and, armed with a
revolver and an old French cutIass.
set out to the chiefs village. He was
| accompanied by two OF his native fol
lowers armed with rifles. His bluff
came OFF and he was able to drive off
all OF Ngenzi's cattle without firing
shot! The natives made few tenta-
tive rushes at him. but they were re-
pulsed by the simple ex9edient of
waving the cut1ass In the air
At least FIVE thousand men sat on
the hilltops and watched three men
with joint armament OF revolver.
cutiasg and two rifles drive of two
hundred head of cattle! Such were
the terrible Waruanda people. whose
reputation had spread far and wide.
and whose country had been left alone
by the Germans for fear Of their mill.
tary organization.
Shortly after this Grogan expert
enced considerable trouble with his
native followers. One day he found
them preparing TO desert. and fully
thirty were already moving out from
the camp when Grogan realized their
nSentions It was al Zeal moment
I II the camp broke up, the expedition
would be inevitably massacred by the
Ruanda.
Grogan took his rife and dashed
after them in pursuit. accompanied
by his two Watonga natives, while
Sharp, revolver in one hand and rifle
In the other. threatened to shoot the
first man who moved. Rushing over
ridge. Grogan saw the ringfeader.
one OF the worst of bis villainous fol
lowers and the originator Of the idea
of desertion, leading about two hum
bred yards away Gpgan fred at
him. just as he turned the corner of
the hill. fully intending. to drop him.
, The bullet removed the mans cap.
Down he dropped in the grass, and
the whole thirty followed suit.
After q few more shots In the air,
to keep up their anxiety. Grogsn sent
out head man to order their imme-
diate return to camp. They obeyed.
and the situation was saved. Their
bluff had been outbluffed. and with
ringing cheers the men returned to
| their fires to jabber and howl with
laughter far into the night From
discomfort to merry laughter is but
momentary transition with the AZ
| rican.
| Eventually Grogan parted company
for the time being with Sharp and
decided to travel through the Mus
hari country. which was known to be
inhabited by ruthless cannibals.
The Nightmare OF Horrors.
On reaching the Mushari country.
Grogan encountered numbers OF ma.
tives coming back from the interior
OF the territory. They proved to be
refugees from the Baleka, a tribe OF
cannibals from the Congo, who were
raiding the Mushari country. They
told Grogan that those OF them who
had survived were living In the for
est. and that great numbers were
dying every day OF hunger. On the
next day he came across dead bodies
lining every path. showing that the
tales he had just heard were only too
true.
All the paths up the hills that led
to the uplands Of Mushari were lined
with grain and torn skins, relics of
those unfortunate natives who had
been caught by the Baleka: and dried
pools OF blood, gaunt skeletons, grin,
ming skulls and trampled grass told
a truly African tale. On arriving at
the top of the ridge distant howls III
formed the party that they had been
observed, silhouetted as they were
against the skyline.
Strings OF blacks, brandishing
spears and bowling at the expected
feast, came running down from
neighboring hill. The diabolical noise
of the onrushing natives decided Gro
gan that the situation was serious.
His native srafff1p nnfvol,-%&ofd hfrn IN