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Monina did not seem as generously inclined as Nyampungo 

 had been, and intimated at the first interview that he was dis- 

 satisfied with the excuses given for not presenting something 

 valuable. The demonstrations were decidedly indicative of an 

 attack. Livingstone had reason to believe, however, that the 

 chief was personally more inclined to favor him, and was urged 

 to these demonstrations by his counsellors, who had the hope of 

 frightening the stranger into some payment which they felt cer- 

 tain he was able to make. The war dance, though, left little 

 hope of anything but a fight, and Livingstone's party lay down 

 on their arms, watching silently, and only allowed themselves to 

 sleep when it was certain that a night assault was abandoned. 

 During that night of anxiety an unexpected sorrow fell on the 

 party. Monahin, who had commanded the Batoka of Mokwine, 

 arose in the night, and looking toward the smouldering fires 

 about which the people of Monina had been dancing, was heard 

 to say, " Listen, don't you hear what they are saying ; they are 

 going to kill Monahin," and then turning about he walked away 

 into the forests and could not be found. This brings to notice 

 again the peculiar temporary derangement which is quite fre- 

 quently met with in the tribes of Africa. It seems generally 

 to be the result of some uncommon strain on the mind. Mo- 

 nahin was suspected by these Batoka whom he commanded as 

 being the murderer of Mokwine ; they would say, " Mokwine is 

 reported to have been killed by the Makololo, but Monahin is 

 the individual who put forth his hand and slew him." It is 

 worthy of note that while these people have no sort of compunc- 

 tions about killing in battle, concerning one who kills a man of 

 any standing, in a foray undertaken on his own account, the 

 common people continue ever after to indulge in remarks, which 

 are brought to him in various ways, until the iteration on his 

 conscience produces insanity. 



There was hardly the slightest hope of finding the poor fellow 

 in a country so infested with ravenous beasts, but Dr. Living- 

 stone spent three whole days in the search before he could find 

 heart to go on. The affliction, too, seemed to affect the heart of 

 Monina; he aided in every way in his power; he seemed anxious 

 least he might be suspected of having stolen the missing man, 

 and assured Dr. Livingstone most positively, saying, " We never 



