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in the cool limpid water that flowed through every valley 
and ravine. 
It was with great relief that we left this country of 
grass and rocks behind | 
us, and entered the 
village of Kai, which 
was embosomed in rich 
vegetation. Here we 
paused to drink more 
palm-wine, for the 
thirst engendered by 
the terrible scramble 
over loose stones and 
through the rasping 
erass was overpower- 
ing, and fortunate we 
were to be able to 
quench it with freshly- - 
drawn “malafu” (the 
sap of the palm tree), 
which, to my thinking, 
is nowhere so delicious 
as in the environs of 
Vivi. Good palm-wine 
resembles strong sweet 
cider, and is quite as 
heady. 
Kai is little more 
than a suburb of Yelala 
village, and the short 
distance between the 
two is filled up with 
plantations and banana 
groves. The rich and rank vegetation that surrounds 
the neatly-built houses is most amazing, compared with 
the barrenness outside. I saw some remarkably fine 
clumps of euphorbias* as I entered the village of 
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Dracena Sapochinowkti. 
* Kuphorbia hermentiana. 
