Charming red, blue and white water lilies in the harbor in glorious abundance. Arrived at Kompali in an hour and a half. Returned in one hour. My jirinksha was hauled and pushed by three lusty negroes, two pushing and the other in the shafts. Changed all the way while trotting, the leader rapidly improvising a line and the chorus sounded like “Harry Trunk! Harry Trunk!” The leader would say: “The white man is going to see our pretty town.” “Harry Trunk. Harry Trunk.” “He sees the black man’s fine banana field.” “Harry Trunk. Harry Trunk.” “He is looking at the birds in the treeds.” “Harry Trunk. Harry Trunk.” “The white Man’s far from his cold cold home.” “Harry Trunk. Harry Trunk.” Etc. Feb. 14. Started for Jinja at 5:00 A.M. Arrived at 11:30 A.M. From the village I went to see the Ripon Falls at the outlet of the great lake, the main head fountain of the Nile, the distance from the port being only a little over a mile. The fall is only about fifteen or twenty feet over a bar of resisting rock. The Fall is divided into three parts and makes a magnificent show of foam. Large numbers of alligators were sunning themselves on the farther bank at the head of the Falls, while fishes in large numbers are constantly springing in wide curves in their attempts to ascend the cascade to enter the lake.
Original journal dimensions: 10 x 17 cm.
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