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Condo Yanga, where we were obliged to halt, and to wait 
some time for a canoe to pass. No use firing at these ani- 
mals in the water ; the only way is to wait till they come on 
shore to feed at night. During the night, they kept a con- 
tinual grunting like so many hogs, but none of them came 
an shore, though we had a constant watch on the beach. 
This point of the river is the place of all others to set out 
from on an expedition to explore the course of the river ; 
the creek offering avery fine place for boats, and the strand 
being an excellent spot for an ecampment. 
Sept. 4. After much difficulty we obtained two canoes to 
ferry us over the creek, for which service I paid four 
fathoms and six strings of beads. As soon as they were 
loaded, the Inga men desired to go back, on pretence of 
being afraid to proceed ; but as they had engaged to go to 
Bamba Yonga, the fear of loosing their wages at last indus 
ced them to pass over it. They had not however walked 
above a mile on the other side of the creek before they laid 
down their loads, and again refused to go on; and in this 
manner they plagued me until noon, putting down their 
loads every ten minutes, walking back fifty or sixty yards 
as if to return, taking them up again, and so on, with a pa- 
laver of half an hour between each stoppage. Finding 
I could get no good of them, I finally halted on the eminence 
