and Shukri Agha--Address by me to Stairs, Nelson, Jephson and Parke before Emin Pasha--Their replies--Notices to Selim Bey and Shukri Agha. [Sidenote: 1889. Feb. 7. Kavalli’s.] On February 7th I decided to send for Lieutenant Stairs and his caravan, and despatched Rashid with thirty-five men to obtain a hundred carriers from Mazamboni to assist the convalescents. My object was to collect the expedition at Kavalli, and send letters in the meantime to Emin Pasha proposing that he should: 1st. Seize a steamer and embark such people as chose to leave Tunguru, and sail for our Lake shore camp. After which we could man her with Zanzibaris, and perform with despatch any further transport service necessary. If this was not practicable, then-- 2nd. To march to Mswa station overland, and on arrival to report by canoe that he had done so. If this was not possible. 3rd. Stay at Tunguru, and let me know by Chief Mogo whether he needed a force of rescue. [Illustration: VIEW OF CAMP AT KAVALLI.] In which case, on arrival of Lieutenant Stairs, I proposed to march with 300 rifles and 2,000 native auxiliaries through Melindwa to Mswa station, and thence to Tunguru, to employ force for the relief of the Pasha. But it was absolutely necessary that I should be clearly told what the Pasha wished. In his letter of the 27th January there was a disposition to be somewhat lachrymose and melancholic, quite contrary to what was expected in answer to the definite question given in the formal letter of January 17th, “Was he disposed to accept our escort and assistance to reach Zanzibar, or suggest to me any way by which I could make myself useful or lend effective aid.” If he stated his wish decisively then, then I promised “to strain every effort to perform service to him.” Perceiving that neither my letter to Mr. Jephson--which was intended to be read to the Pasha--nor that my formal letter to himself was understood by him, I proceeded to write one after a purely business style, which I thought the dullest private in his army might understand, but when Jephson heard it read he affected to be aghast at it. As there was no intention to wound the most super-sensitive susceptibilities of any person--least of all the Pasha--I wrote one after a style which probably Chesterfield himself would have admitted was the proper thing, which my friend Jephson pronounced was “charming,” and “nice,” and “exquisitely sweet,” and on the 8th sent the couriers down to the Lake with it.