Having once been robbed by a congregation of christian marauders, one is not so timorous of the heathen. david livingston, march 2, 1856 Tete, Mozambique
Joa, putting together a good lighter from several bad ones. He is a master at this. Joa was the guard at a house I rented for a while in town. When I moved to the Beach Property to build he wanted to go with me and so he stayed with me for several years. He was my man Friday so to speak, washed clothes and ironed everything. At first with an old cast iron iron that was made so you put in hot embers from the fire to make it hot. After we got electricity I bought an electric iron and ironing board. I was glad when that day came as I didn't have to worry about burnt holes in my clothes from embers slipping out of the old iron.
I brought him a cross bow once when I went home and gave it to him to replace his traditional Makonde bow and hand made arrows. He loved it but soon lost all the arrows shooting at all the imaginary thiefs that tried to rob us at night. He just couldn't stand it he loved to shoot it so much.
Smitty, one of the first friends I made at the Black Foot Bar .
Nick, works with Luwire Safaris, once he tried to resuscitate a sleeping Elephant he thought had succumbed to the heat, I must get him to tell me the story again so I can pass it on in all it's glory.
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A great group from Swaziland
New Plane for the Reserve
David Langerman, dear friend and Great PH
A Hippo we took together
Rhino Gin, made in Mocambique
Treating a hired hand from Chichano Village for a bad case of the Gonorrhea, I think?
Spent a few days on a D6 making roads
The boys skinning out one of my Buffaloes
Good set of Ivory shot by client the first year we were operated.
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