428 DEPARTURE FROM PUNGO ANDONGO. Chap. XXII. 



CHAPTER XXII. 



Leave Pungo Andongo — Extent of Portuguese power — Meet traders and 

 carriers — Red ants: their fierce attack; usefulness, numbers — Descend 

 the heights of Tala Mungongo — Fruit-trees in the valley of Cassange — 

 Edible muscle — Birds — Cassange -village — Quinine and cathory — 

 Sickness of Captain Neves' infant — A diviner thrashed — Death of the 

 child — Mourning — Loss of life from the ordeal — Wide-spread super- 

 stitions — The chieftainship — Charms — Receive copies of the ' Times ' 



— Trading Pombeiros — Present for Matiamvo — Fever after westerly 

 winds — Capabilities of Angola for producing the raw materials of English 

 manufacture — Trading parties with ivory — More fever — A hyaena's 

 choice — Makololo opinion of the Portuguese — Cypriano's debt — A 

 funeral — Dread of disembodied spirits — Beautiful morning scenes — Cross- 

 ing the Quango — Ambakistas called, " The Jews of Angola " — Fashions 

 of the Bashinje — Approach the village of Sansawe — His idea of dignity 



— The Pombeiros' present — Long detention — A blow on the beard — 

 Attacked in a forest — Sudden conversion of a fighting chief to peace prin- 

 ciples by means of a revolver — No blood shed in consequence — Rate of 

 travelling — Slave women — Way of addressing slaves — Their thievish 

 propensities — Feeders of the Congo or Zaire — Obliged to refuse presents 



— Cross the Loajima — Appearance of people ; hair fashions. 



January 1, 1855. — Having, through the kindness of Colonel 

 Pires, reproduced some of my lost papers, I left Pungo Andongo 

 the first day of this year ; and at Candumba, slept in one of the 

 dairy establishments of my friend, who had sent forward orders 

 for an ample supply of butter, cheese, and milk. Our path lay 

 along the right bank of the Coanza. This is composed of the 

 same sandstone rock, with pebbles, which forms the flooring of the 

 country. The land is level, has much open forest, and is well 

 adapted for pasturage. 



On reaching the confluence of the Lombe, we left the river, and 

 proceeded in a north-easterly direction, through a fine open green 

 country, to the village of Malange, where we struck into our 

 former path. A few miles to the west of tins, a path branches off 

 to a new district named the Duke Braganza. This path crosses 

 the Lucalla, and several of its feeders. The whole of the country 

 drained by these, is described as extremely fertile. The territory 



