CHAPTER XII. 



KAZEMBE TO MPIKA ROBERTl's INVENTIVE MOOD — 



THE TSETSE FLY. 



Dav^n next morning saw us on the road to Kazembe. 

 After re-crossing the river v^e had first to mount the 

 steep and rocky sides of the boma hill, which were 

 still refracting the heat absorbed from the previous 

 day's sun. I made my machilla boys turn round and 

 carry me uphill backwards, which is much the best 

 and easiest way to travel when the road is steep. 

 At the top there was a fine view of the winding river. 

 The beautiful green banks and stretches of yellow 

 sandbank contrasted well with the glistening water 

 in the early morning light. 



The road left the river and ran along a high 

 rocky ridge bordered by scrub, very dry and un- 

 interesting, for about two hours' march, after which 

 it descended and again approached the river bank. 

 We breakfasted in a deep dry water course, whose 

 tree-grown banks gave us good shelter from the sun. 

 During breakfast Roberti, who was evidently in an 



inventive mood, reported iswalah. A dashed off, 



but after a rough, hot walk saw nothing more in- 

 teresting than monkeys. Roberti was admonished. 

 After breakfast the day grew very hot, and the road 

 through the dry forest seemed interminable. Our 



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