302 UVTNGSTOXE'S FEVER. 



On Sunday 7 , the 19th, both I and several of our party 

 were seized with fever, and I could do nothing but toss 

 about in my little tent, with the thermometer above 90°, 

 though this was the beginning of winter, and my men 

 made as much shade as possible by planting branches 

 of trees all round and over it. We have, for the first 

 time in my experience in Africa, had a cold wind from the 

 north. All the winds from that quarter are hot, and those 

 from the south are cold, but they seldom blow from either 

 direction. 



20th. — We were glad to get away, though not on account 

 of any scarcity of food ; for my men, by giving small 

 presents of meat as an earnest of their sincerity, formed 

 many friendships with the people of Katema. We went 

 about four or five miles in a N.N.W. direction, then two 

 in a westerly one, and came round the small end of L,ake 

 Dilolo. It seemed, as far as we could at this time discern, 

 to be like a river a quarter of a mile wide. It is abundantly 

 supplied with fish and hippopotami ; the broad part, 

 which we did not this time see, is about three miles vide, 

 and the lake is almost seven or eight long. If it be thought 

 strange that I did not go a few miles to see the broad 

 part, which, according to Katema, had never been visited 

 by any of the traders, it must be remembered that in 

 consequence of fever I had eaten nothing for two entire 

 days, and, instead of sleep, the whole of the nights were 

 employed in incessant drinking of water, and I was now 

 so glad to get on in the journey and see some of my fellow 

 fever-patients crawling along, that I could not brook 

 the delay, which astronomical observations for accurately 

 determining the geographical position of this most inter- 

 esting spot, would have occasioned. 



We observed among the people of Katema a love for 

 finging-birds. One pretty little songster, named " ca- 

 bazo," a species of canary, is kept in very neatly made 

 cages, having traps on the top to entice its still free com- 

 panions. On asking why they kept them in confinement, 

 " Because they sing sweetly," was the answer. They 

 feed them on the lotsa (Pennisetum typhoideum), of which 

 great quantities are cultivated as food for man, and these 

 canaries plague the gardeners here, very much in the same 

 way as our sparrows do at home. 



I was pleased to hear the long-forgotten cry of alarm 

 cf the canaries in the woods, and observed one warbling 



