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sight to see every spot where a Manganja village had 

 once stood, now strewn with their skulls and bones ; 

 and it seems wonderful that the Almighty should 

 have seen fit to permit such wholesale slaughter as 

 must have taken place along the south-western shores 

 of this beautiful lake. 



In the evening it came on to blow from the south- 

 east, and as we were on a lee shore, we had to pull 

 the Search out some hundred yards, where she was 

 anchored in about four fathoms. Mr. Young, Reid, 

 Stacy, and myself remained on board, the Makololos 

 and their servants having obtained permission to dine 

 and sleep ashore. About seven o'clock the wind be- 

 gan to increase, and large rollers came bounding in. 

 The Search^ which was too deep, took a good deal of 

 water over her bows. At nine o'clock it was blowing 

 a gale, and I remarked to Mr. Young that we were 

 dragging our anchor. This I perceived by the fires 

 on shore appearing nearer every minute. We soon 

 found that we were gradually being driven ashore, 

 and as there was a heavy sea rolling in and breaking 

 on the beach, we were in great danger of losing the 

 boat. We were in only two fathoms, and these soon 

 w^ere reduced to less than one. All hands were called 

 from the shore, and it was found that the only thing 

 to be done was to take the cargo out of the boat, 

 so that she should not have any weight in her when 

 she struck, and then to beach her. 



Jumping over the side of the boat, accompanied by 

 Reid, I found myself almost up to my shoulders in the 

 water, and we at once commenced carrying the boxes, 

 &c., ashore, assisted by some of the Makololos, while the 



