as, such as would not lend beauty to his face; his
nose was not flat, neither was it as correct in shape as we would wish
it; but, with the exception of lips and nose, one could find no fault
with his features. His eyes were remarkably large, brilliant,
sparkling, and black as the blackest ink, while the whites of his eyes
were not disfigured by the slightest tinge of unhealthy yellow, nor
seamed with the red veins common to negroes of older growth. His ears
were small and shapely, and, strange to say, the lobes were not as yet
distorted out of all form with the pieces of wood or gourd-necks, which,
unhappily, with the Watuta, are too common among their ear ornaments.
His ears were simply decorated with two Sungomazzi beads, [these beads
are as large as a pigeon's egg, and are either of coloured porcelain or
coloured glass] one to each ear, each bead suspended by a piece of very
fine brass wire. His hair, though woolly, hung below his shoulders in a
thousand fine braids, adorned with scores of fine red, yellow, and white
beads. His ornaments, besides those already mentioned, consisted of
three snow-white ostrich plumes, fastened in a band which ran around his
head, and which, besides holding the plumes, served to hold his hair; a
braided necklace, ivory bands above each elbow, and ivory bracelets, and
broad bead-worked anklets.

While the author has been endeavouring to portray Kalulu, that the
reader may become acquainted with his excellence, the youthful hero had
hastened to bring Lamoli to her husband; and he now appeared on the
threshold of the door with his cousin, who at once pleased Moto as much
as the King expected she would. We will say this, however, in passing,
that though she was not by any means the loveliest of her sex, she was
neither ugly, toothless, nor old; nor was she young, pretty, or one
calculated to charm our fastidious tastes. But Moto did not refuse her;
on the contrary, he thought it a high honour to many the daughter of a
king, and became lavish in his praise, with which Lamoli was not at all
displeased.

Having performed this marriage according to the customs of the Watuta,
Kalulu remembered that he had still another marriage on his hand, and at
once asked Simba what kind of a wife he fancied. Simba was not at all
displeased with the idea of another wife, though he and Moto had each a
wife at Zanzibar, who had borne them children; and he at once replied
that Kalulu might choose for hi