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

CHAPTER XVI
''Nemesis, Daughter of Night**
TJy^ HEREIN the reader ponders
the profound difference between
eating what you like and liking what
you eat,
11HE end is not far off now, for here in this large
rambling metropolis you see Mushidi fiddling while
his Rome is burning. If ever the clock of destiny
struck with decision it is just now, the final simultaneous
smash of such varied and conflicting elements all falling like
one well-aimed blow. (By the way, see here, once again,
how God can rule by His over-ruling.) For now, when
these Rugarugas begin to drive in the Eastern end of the
Empire, now it is the Sanga civil war has broken out
right in the capital. And precisely as though these
propitious events have all been elaborately telegraphed
across the seas, now it is that Europe gets excited about
Katanga. This year 1890 is, indeed, a climax date in the
high politics of " the scramble for Central Africa." For,
if to be first in time is to be first in dignity, then the
English claim the country. As far back even as 1875
Lovett Cameron's great journey across Africa had
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