The ruined cities of Mashonaland: Being a record of excavation and exploration in 1891Bent, J. Theodore (James Theodore)
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The ruined cities of Mashonaland: Being a record of excavation and exploration in 1891
Bent, J. Theodore (James Theodore)
Extinct cities -- Zimbabwe -- Mashonaland; Great Zimbabwe (Extinct city)
The following day was advancing rapidly, and still no signs of ’Mtoko’s
visit. We were much annoyed at the loss of time and the supposed
insult, so we collected our presents together, and determined to take
them and get them given, come what might. We set off and marched behind
the gift, which was carried on the heads of many bearers. We had
scarcely gone two hundred yards on our way, when men came running to
us, announcing the advent of his majesty; so we went back again to
prepare our rugs for the reception, and sat in state.
Through the trees we saw him coming, with a following of about fifty
men armed with battle-axes and assegais. About two hundred yards from
our camp they all seated themselves, and held a council which we
thought would never end. The result of this was an envoy sent to state
it was the monarch’s opinion that the white lady had bewitched the
presents, for she had been seen going to a stream and sprinkling the
things with water which she had fetched from thence; that he would
nevertheless graciously receive the presents, but that he would not
keep them but give them at once to his uncle. Whilst we were making up
our minds whether we should be annoyed or amused at this message, the
chief and his men moved one hundred yards nearer to us, so we
determined to await the progress of events. Here again they stopped for
another indaba. This time the message, that the chief would like us to
send him the presents to the spot where he was, was accompanied by a
present to us of a kid and twenty pounds of meal. This somewhat
pacified us. Nevertheless we sent a message back that if the chief
wished for the things he must come and fetch them in person. To the
indunas who brought the message we gave a few articles for themselves.
The result of this last message was instantaneous. His majesty came
forthwith, but he refused to sit on the rug prepared for him. He
refused to shake hands, nay, even look at the white lady, and during
the whole of the interview he trembled so violently, and looked so
nervous, that we felt quite sorry for him.
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