262 ACROSS AFRICA. [Chap. 



August, proacli, and could not imagine where a solitary white man 

 i^"^*- came from. 



The news of my arrival was at once communicated to Habed 

 ibn Salim, a line white-headed old Arab, commonly known as 

 Tanganyika, and he came running out of his house, where he 

 had been performing his evening devotions, to ascertain what 

 it could mean. A few words explained matters, and we very 

 shortly became great friends. 



My tent was pitched close to his house, and the veranda of 

 a large new building was placed at my service, and stowage for 

 my stores and house-room for my followers were 8up23lied with- 

 out delay. A mess of smoking-hot curry was also soon put be- 

 fore me ; and very acceptable it was, for I had taken nothing 

 that day, excepting a cup of corn coffee before starting in the 

 morning. 



At last, then, I was at Nyangwe ! And now the question be- 

 fore me was. What success would attend the attemj^t at tracing 

 the river to the sea ? 



