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not for slaves. He had heard of white men passing far to 

 the east of him to Cazembe, — referring, no doubt, to Pereira, 

 Lacerda, and others, who have visited that chief. 



Monze came on Monday morning, and, on parting, pre- 

 sented us with a piece of a buffalo which had been killed 

 the day before by lions. We crossed the rivulet Makoe, 

 which runs westward into the Kafue, and went northward 

 in order to visit Semalembue, an influential chief there. 

 We slept at the village of Monze's sister, who also passes 

 by the same name. Both he and his sister are feminine in 

 their appearance, but disfigured by the foolish custom of 

 knocking out the upper front teeth. 



It is not often that jail-birds turn out well ; but the first 

 person who appeared to welcome us at the village of 

 Monze's sister was the prisoner we had released in the 

 way. He came with a handsome present of corn and 

 meal, and, after praising our kindness to the villagers who 

 had assembled around us, asked them, "What do you stand 

 gazing at ? Don't you know that they have mouths like 

 other people ?" He then set off and brought large bundles 

 of grass and wood for our comfort, and a pot to cook our 

 food in. 



December 12. — The morning presented the appearance of 

 a continuous rain from the north, — the first time we had 

 seen it set in from that quarter in such a southern latitude. 

 In the Bechuana country, continuous rains are always from 

 the northeast or east, while in Londa and Angola they are 

 from the north. At Pungo Andongo, for instance, the 

 whitewash is all removed from the north side of the houses. 

 It cleared up, however, about mid-day, and Monze's sister 

 conducted us a mile or two upon the road. On parting, 

 she said that she had forwarded orders to a distant village 

 to send food to the point where we should sleep. In ex- 

 pressing her joy at the prospect of living in peace, she said 

 it would be so pleasant " to sleep without dreaming of any 

 one pursuing them with a spear." 



In our front we had ranges of hills called Chamai, covered 



