A “compound” is a large enclosure about 20 acres in extent, surrounded by rows of one-story buildings of corrugated iron. These are divided into rooms holding each about twenty natives. A high iron fence is erected around the compound, 10 feet from the buildings. Within the enclosure is a store where the necessaries of life are supplied to the natives at a reduced price, wood and water being provided free of charge. In the middle is a large swimming-bath, with fresh water running through it. The rest of the space is devoted to recreation, games, dances, concerts, and any other amusement the native mind can desire. I have to thank the superintendents of the respective compounds, who spoke all the native dialects, for their kindness in showing us round, and suggesting dances and concerts, got up at ten minutes’ notice, for the benefit of my camera. The dancing was more of the character of attitudinising and marching to a monotonous tum-tum, the “orchestra” consisting of various-sized drums and what they call a piano--an octave or so of tuned slabs of wood held in order on stretched strings and struck with a wooden hammer. The native music as a rule is only marking time, but I have heard musical melodies accompanying some of their songs. In case of accident or illness there is a well-appointed hospital where the sick are tended. Medical supervision, nurses, and food are supplied free by the Company. In the compound are to be seen representatives of nearly all the picked types of African tribes. Each tribe keeps to itself, and to go round the buildings skirting the compound is an admirable object-lesson in ethnology. At one point is a group of Zulus; next we come to Fingoes; then Basutos; beyond come Matabele, Bechuanas, Pondos, Shangains, Swazis, and other less-known tribes, either grouped or wandering around making friendly calls. The clothing in the compound is diverse and original. Some of the men are evident dandies, whilst others think that in so hot a climate a bright-coloured handkerchief or “a pair of spectacles and a smile” is as great a compliance with the conventions of civilisation as can be expected.