CHAPTER IX

WE BUILD A FORTIFIED CAMP IN THE DEPTHS OF THE FOREST--STRUCTURE OF

THE CAMP--LAYING IN STORES OF PROVISIONS--KOOLA NUTS--SOURCE OF MY

INFLUENCE OVER THE NATIVES

ONE evening as Rogala, Shinshooko, Alapai, and I were seated around a

blazing fire, we talked about gorillas, elephants, and other big game,

and determined to go and build an "olako" camp in the deep and gloomy

recesses of the forest, taking with us Andekko and Ndova.

The following day the women put a large quantity of cassava roots or

manioc in the stream running near Rogala's house; these were to remain

in the water three days, after which they were to be cut, pounded,

cooked, and made into cakes.

I was short of soap; so my hunters collected a quantity of palm nuts,

the kind from which palm oil is made. These nuts we boiled until the

pulp became quite soft. Then the women pounded the nuts in wooden

mortars, and the pulp furnished the oil. I then gathered all the ashes

from the fires, boiled these for a long time, then leaving the ashes at

the bottom of the vessel, took the water and boiled it with a certain

amount of palm oil. By this process I made soft soap.

I had to wash my own clothes, for not only did the people not know how,

but in one sense did not know what clean linen was. They could not

tell whether my clothes were soiled or not. I did not wonder, seeing

the way they made their toilet. After taking a bath, they rubbed their

bodies with oil mixed with clay, or with oil mixed with the powder of

odoriferous woods. This was what they called making themselves clean.

The wives of the men and the children were to go with us to help carry

the food to our camp; and when the day of our departure arrived, three

canoes were loaded with food, bunches of plantain, and our outfit.

We had four axes with us, queer-looking ones, several machetes, two

sharpening stones, and ammunition; above all, my "precious box" with

its invaluable instruments.

Our party divided and went in different canoes.

After ascending the river for a few hours, we stopped by a path which

had led formerly to the village of Rotembo's slaves. There we camped,

landing our outfit. A few miles further navigation stopped. We lighted

many fires, and the men collected branches of trees for me to sleep

upon.

Early the next morning we got ready to start. We followed in single

file the footpath--which was almost obliterated, for it was seldom

used now except for hunting--and passed through former plantations of

plantain and cassava, now covered with a dense impenetrable jungle, far

worse than any part of the forest.

The walking was very tedious, for since the path had been used but

seldom, numerous trees or their branches had fallen across it.

We halted a little after midday to rest and to eat near a lonely

crystal-like little rivulet from which we could get delicious water to

drink. Then we continued our way until almost sunset.

Rogala, who was leading, suddenly stopped, and I followed his example.

The rest of the party, who were behind, gradually came up with us one

by one. Then the men said: "Here, Oguizi, we are to build our camp,"

pointing to a little spring bubbling out of the ground.

I said to myself: "We need not bother about water if we are besieged in

our camp, for the spring will be within our enclosure."

We slept under the trees, and the next morning we were all at work

getting material for our camp. The men went to cut poles; the women

carried them to the camping-ground, or went after leaves to be twisted

into ropes.

The cutting of long poles was the most laborious work, for a great many

were required. The axes had to be sharpened many times. But after much

hard toil we succeeded in making a fortified encampment forty feet

square, with the spring in one of the corners.

After that we built separate shelters for every one of those who were

to remain behind, to sleep under; then a little house made entirely of

sticks close together for Ndova, in which we were to shut him when we

went into the forest without him, so that he might be protected from

snakes, or birds of prey, such as eagles, or carnivorous animals. Then

we made two ladders with lianas. They were almost as flexible as if

they had been ropes made of hemp. One was to hang inside and the other

outside. I made two shelters to keep our powder in, for I did not want

to have the whole of it in one place in case of fire. We cut all kinds

of briars, thorn-bushes, big aloes, and small branches of trees, and

put them outside the fence for quite a distance, so that if any one

came through them, no matter how careful he might be, we should hear

them.

In the centre of our encampment was a tree from which we could look

over the fence, and we left uncut two thick bushes in which we could

hide.

I said to Rogala: "My 'precious box' must not remain on the ground, for

the white ants (nchelaylays) are sure to eat the wood at the bottom and

penetrate within. So we will hang it to a branch of a young tree, where

it will be safe, for, as you know, the white ants never ascend a green

tree-trunk."

There was a koola tree close to our encampment, and we collected the

nuts that had fallen. These were to be kept in reserve, and were to be

eaten only in case of starvation and not otherwise. For I did not know

what might happen; fierce natives might find us out, and lie in wait

for us and besiege us.

"Woe to any one who attacks us," I exclaimed to my men.

"Yes," shouted Rogala, his eyes shining with fierceness, "woe to them,

for the Oguizi will show them how he fights."

It was good for me that these wild men thought I was endowed with

extraordinary power. I never told them I was an Oguizi, or spirit,

but I never told them I was not. My safety depended entirely on their

superstitious regard for me. If it had not been so, and if they had

thought I was a man like themselves, I should not have lived to tell

the tale of my wanderings.

After five days of hard work our encampment was finished. By that time

almost all our plantains had been eaten up, but we had all the cassava,

and the cakes of it would last us a goodly number of days.

The women and the children now thought of returning home. We followed

them as far as the river. They were soon in their canoes, taking only

two with them. The other was left for us to use on our return. We bade

them good-bye, and soon they were out of sight. Then we hid our canoe

in the forest.

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