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Abyssinia ; upon which my servants told him he was 

 to give them to me immediately. This was the man 

 that the head of the Mahomedan village had sent off 

 with my letters. He had sent them by the steamer 

 and had brought me back letters from home. I was 

 delighted to get them, and for the rest of my march 

 across the large plain which lies between Adiaboo 

 and Sememmar I occupied myself in reading the good 

 news from home. I had miscalculated the distance 

 from Adiaboo to Maihumloo ; it was a great deal too 

 far, and we had started late, having been delayed in 

 the market-place. I was getting more and more ex- 

 hausted, and it was rapidly becoming dark. Just as 

 night closed in a thunder-storm came on, Goubasee, 

 who had been our guide, completely lost his way, and I 

 was dreadfully ill and weary, so we had to stop in the 

 middle of the jungle. I managed with great diffi- 

 culty to light a fire, and make a little soup out of 

 Liebig's extract of meat. The poor girl that had 

 accompanied her father, who was carrying some of 

 my baggage, had sprained her ankle, or sustained 

 a similar injury, and it was a miserable sight to see 

 her sitting shivering over the fire and crying piteously 

 with pain. I also suffered very much from illness 

 all night. 



March 14. — At last morning came, and I deter- 

 mined to move on to Maihumloo the first thing, in hopes 



