204 CAPTAIN TUCKEY’S NARRATIVE, 
violent screams on seeing us: even the children of seven or 
eight years old held fast by the hand of their owners, while 
we were present. 
We dined at a brook, named Sooloo Loo Anzaza ; and at 
three P. M. arrived on the bank of the river, a little to the 
eastward of the upper Sangalla, which is formed by a ledge 
of rocks running quite across the river, part of it near the 
right bank being now dry, and the stream close to the other 
side, forming another and a larger Yellala, or cataract. 
The direction of the river is here N. E.; and at the distance 
of about a mile above this Sangalla it greatly expands, 
forming an elbow, and running into a creek called Condo 
Yonga, and then it turns S.E. ; the current about three miles 
an hour, with a strong eddy on one side. Some rocks are 
still seen in the river, but the appearance is much less rug- 
ged than below, the land on each side being lower, tho’ still 
hilly and very barren, with no trees whateyer. ‘The forma- 
tion also changes at this spot ; the pebbly quartz hills having 
almost entirely given way to clay and ferruginous earth ; and 
the rocks which line the river are now a perfect clay slate. 
The constant setting fire to the grass must prevent the 
growth of trees, and render them scrubby by destroying 
their leaves. 
Many hippopotami were visible close to our tents at 
