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

-NEMESIS, DAUGHTER OF NIGHT" 301
and this was the kind of thing :—The King was pleased to
say that he had slept well and—to a purpose. The King
(invention again !) was glad to greet one more of the
many thousands of Englishmen known to him. The
King was pleased to order that the Union Jack of red,
white, and blue was the only pleasing political combination
of colours in the world. That English likewise was the
only true speech of man, and he would make all speak it.
This command he followed up with a rigmarole dream of
"London Town," curious impressionist sketch of that
great capital compounded of Arab fables and our narratives,
the only sure thing being the blinking lamps down all the
London streets. He had been there last night per dream
chariot, and Was just back : " Goody morning !
goody
morning ! all of you." Next he springs a surprise on me,
a Missionary trapped into politics. For, having thus
personally visited England—by moonshine—and verified
" London Town " as the world's greatest village— " The
King's Kraal"—he now desires me to recall Kadindo
(Sir Alfred Sharpe), and he will give him his gold, give
him his land—or more, if he stickles for it. No mere
passing whim this of Mushidi's, as Dr. Moloney proves
later in his pro-Belgium book. " Captain Stairs," writes
Moloney, "for close on four hours plied Mushidi with
argument upon argument to induce him to take the
Belgian flag—he was willing to receive the Ingereza
(English) flag, but not that of the Free State."
This, mind you, from a member of the Belgian
expedition, and proof positive that I did not engineer the