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to bugs again, which we left when we passed the Arab slave- 

 traders' beat. 



31st October.— We proceed westwards, and a little south 

 through a country covered with forest trees, thickly planted, 

 but small, generally of bark-cloth and gum-copal trees, 

 masukos, rhododendrons, and a few acacias. At one place 

 we saw ten wild hogs in a group, but no other animal, 

 though marks of elephants, buffaloes, and other animals 

 having been about in the wet season were very abundant. 

 The first few miles were rather more scant of water 

 than usual, but we came to the Leue, a fine little stream 

 with plenty of water sand from 20 to 30 yards wide; it 

 is said by the people to flow away westwards into the 

 Loangwa. 



1st November, 1866. — In the evening we made the 

 Chigurnokire, a nice rivulet, where we slept, and the next 

 morning we proceeded to Kangene, whose village is situated 

 on a mass of mountains, and to reach which we made more 

 southing than we wished. Our appearance on the ascent 

 of the hill caused alarm, and we were desired to wait till 

 our spokesman had explained the unusual phenomenon of a 

 white man. 



This kept us waiting in the hot sun among heated 

 rocks, and the chief, being a great ugly public-house-keeper 

 looking person, excused his incivility by saying that his 

 brother had been killed by the Mazitu, and he was afraid 

 that we were of the same tribe. On asking if Mazitu 

 wore clothes like us he told some untruths, and, what has- 

 been an unusual thing, began to beg powder and other 

 things. I told him how other chiefs had treated us, 

 which made him ashamed. He represented the country 

 in front to the N.W. to be quite impassable from want 

 of food : the Mazitu had stripped it of all provisions, and 

 the people were living on what wild fruits they could 

 pick up. 



