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During the next three days I made preparations 

 for a trip, taking with me a sack of rice for the 

 Kroomen, some tins of preserved meats and soups 

 for myself, and a quantity of common cloth, muskets, 

 brass rods, beads, tobacco, rum, looking-glasses, and 

 such like gear, to buy food with en route. Be- 

 sides my arms, which consisted of a breach-loading 

 gun, rifle, and revolvers, I had a magic lantern, 

 with carefully selected movable slides, complete, 

 with a large sheet, &c. 



On Monday, the 17th February, I started from 

 Glass, with a spanking breeze that carried the 

 "Stella" along in first-rate style at the rate of 

 fully seven miles an hour, and rounding Olinda 

 Point and the embouchure of the River Kohit, we 

 passed between Konickey, or Cone Island, and 

 Parrots' Isle, and towards mid-day, when the wind 

 began to fail, landed near a clump of trees between 

 King George's Town and the Rambo Creek, where 

 we lighted a fire and cooked our dinnei\ 



In order to have the full benefit of the breeze, I 

 kept mid-stream ; for the banks of the Gaboon, 

 although intersected by a network of creeks, pre- 



