Thinking black; 22 years without a break in the long grass of Central ...

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CHAPTER VI
Eastward Ho!
TN whichy at last, the reader is up and
off over the Kwanza Rivery thereby
taking the formal " header " into the
Far Interior.
push far beyond the Kwanza from the seaboard
means that vast savannahs are encountered that
could easily swallow a hundred missions. Thousands
of miles rolling ahead, and all guiltless of gates and hedges
a land that could swallow up millions and still wait open-
mouthed for more. Scarcely one lock and key in the
land, the usual means of opening a door being the
butt-end of a gun. Rather like Sir Thomas More's
" Utopia " this : did he not stipulate that no door in his
ideal State should be locked ? For years and years, fancy
sleeping with unlocked doors in Africa : how
does this
tickle the conceit of England with its bolts and bars ? In
one backward glance you see that England as a parish is
only a spoilt and petted child of privileged preaching.
Your roots are merely in a flower-pot, and not in a real
roomy soil. How different the feeling when this widQ,