LOW HILLS. 575 



CHAPTER XXVII. 



Low Hills. — Black Soldier-Ants ; their Cannibalism. — The Plasterer and its Chlo- 

 roform. — White Ants; their Usefulness. — Mutokwane-smoking ; its Effects. — 

 Border Territory. — Healthy Table-lands. — Geological Formation. — Cicadae. — 

 Trees. — Flowers. — Biver Kalomo. — Physical Conformation of Country. — Bidges, 

 sanatoria. — A wounded Buffalo assisted. — Buffalo-bird. — Rhinoceros-bird. — 

 Leaders of Herds. — The Honey-guide. — The White Mountain. — Mozuma River. 

 — Sebituane's old Home. — Hostile Village. — Prophetic Phrensy. — Food of the El- 

 ephant. — Ant-hills. — Friendly Batoka. — Clothing despised. — Method of Saluta- 

 tion. — Wild Fruits. — The Captive released. — Longings for Peace. — Pingola's 

 Conquests. — The Village of Monze. — Aspect of the Country. — Visit from the 

 Chief Monze and his Wife. — Central healthy Locations. — Friendly Feelings of 

 the People in reference to a white Resident. — Fertility of the Soil. — Bashuku- 

 lompo Mode of dressing their Hair. — Gratitude of the Prisoner we released. — 

 Kindness and Remarks of Monze's Sister. — Dip of the Rocks. — Vegetation. — 

 Generosity of the Inhabitants. — Their Anxiety for Medicine. — Hooping-cough. 

 — Birds and Rain. 



November 11th. Still at Marimba's. In the adjacent coun- 

 try palms abound, but none of that species which yields the oil ; 

 indeed, that is met with only near the coast. There are numbers 

 of flowers and bulbs just shooting up from the soil. The surface 

 is rough, and broken into gullies ; and, though the country is 

 parched, it has not that appearance, so many trees having put 

 forth their fresh green leaves at the time the rains ought to have 

 come. Among the rest stands the mola, with its dark brownish- 

 green color and spreading oak-like form. In the distance there 

 are ranges of low hills. On the north we have one called Kan- 

 jele, and to the east that of Kaonka, to which we proceed to-mor- 

 row. We have made a considerable detour to the north, both on 

 account of our wish to avoid the tsetse and to visit the people. 

 Those of Kaonka are the last Batoka we shall meet, in friendship 

 with the Makololo. 



Walking down to the forest, after telling these poor people, for 

 the first time in their lives, that the Son of God had so loved them 

 as to come down from heaven to save them, I observed many 



