CHAP Re POX: 
I DISCOVER A TRIBE OF UNDERSIZED MEN AND WoMEN— THE DUME 
ARE SUSPICIOUS — DESCRIPTION OF THE DUME PyGMmIiEs — AmusING IN— 
CIDENTS — THE KULI AND OTHER ‘TRIBES—-WE CANNOT CROSS THE 
Aro Mounvains— THE Bunno — ExcitiInG ‘TIMES—A_ DIFFICULT 
ASCENT BEFORE US. 
EAVING the picturesque villages of the Bura, with 
4 their friendly inhabitants, we wound our way in an 
easterly direction high above the valley of the Galana 
Amara, till we rounded the northern point of the Amar 
range. Here I made the acquaintance of probably the 
most interesting tribe in Africa. I had been told by the 
Bura that I would meet a “doko” tribe just beyond them ; 
but I had heard the name “doko” used so many times by 
different tribes as an expression of contempt for their 
neighbors that it did not convey any meaning to me except 
that the Dume were probably very poor. But to my sur- 
prise I found that the Dume were a race of pygmies. 
We had just camped at the foot of some tall moun- 
tains, when some naked little warriors appeared on the 
heights above us. After much calling and signalling on 
our part they ventured one by one to come down to us. 
They were very suspicious; but finally about twenty of 
them threw down their bows and arrows, and picking up 
some grass walked into camp. I could hardly restrain my 
boys from laughing aloud and frightening away the visitors, 
they were so small. A few of them carried a small piece 
of sheepskin, which they wore usually around the neck 
