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through the country, and therefore he has a right to a 

 share in the gain. "When told it was for a public benefit, 

 he pulled down the underlid of the right eye.* He be- 

 lieves we shall profit by our journey, though he knows not 

 in what way. 



It is possibly only a coincidence, but no sooner do we 

 meet with one who accompanied Speke and Burton to Tan- 

 ganyika, than the system of mulcting commences. I have 

 no doubt but that Janje told this man how his former 

 employers paid down whatever was demanded of them. 



10th February. — I had service in the open air, many look- 

 ing on, and spoke afterwards to the chief, but he believes 

 nothing save what Speke and Burton's man has told him. 

 He gave us a present of corn and ground-nuts, and says he 

 did not order the people not to sell grain to us. We must 

 stop and eat green maize. He came after evening service, 

 and I explained a little to him, and showed him woodcuts 

 in the ' Bible Dictionary,' which he readily understood. 



11th February. — The chief sent us a basket of hippopo- 

 tamus flesh from the Chambeze, and a large one of green 

 maize. He says the three cloths I offered are still mine: 

 all he wants is a box and blanket ; if not a blanket, a box 

 must be given, a tin one. He keeps out of my way, by 

 going to the gardens every morning. He is good-natured, 

 and our intercourse is a laughing one ; but the boys betray 

 their terrors in their tone of voice, and render my words 

 powerless. 



The black and white, and the brownish-grey water wag- 

 tails are remarkably tame. They come about the huts and 

 even into them, and no one ever disturbs them. They 

 build their nests about the huts. In the Bechuana country, 

 a fine is imposed on any man whose boys kill one, but 



* It seems almost too ridiculous to believe that we have here the exact 

 equivalent of the schoolboy's demonstrative " Do you see any green in my 

 eye?" nevertheless it looks wonderfully like it! — Ed. 



