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answer the young fellow. The latter felt himself disarmed, 

 for it is chiefly in a brawl they have power ; then words 

 are spoken in anger, which rouse the passions of the com- 

 plainant's friends. In this case, after vociferating some 

 time, the would-be offended party came and said to my 

 man, that, if they exchanged some small gift, all would 

 be right, but, my man taking no notice of him, he went 

 off rather crestfallen. 



My men were as much astonished as myself at the 

 demand for payment for leave to pass, and the almost 

 entire neglect of the rules of hospitality. Katende gave 

 us only a little meal and manioc and a fowl. Being 

 detained two days by heavy rains, we felt that a good 

 stock of patience was necessary in travelling through 

 this country in the rainy season. 



Passing onwards without seeing Katende, we crossed a 

 small rivulet, the Sengko, by which we had encamped, 

 and after two hours came to another, the Totelo, which 

 was somewhat larger, and had a bridge over it. At the 

 further end of this structure stood a negro, who demanded 

 fees. He said the bridge was his ; the path his ; the 

 guides were his children ; and if we did not pay him, he 

 would prevent farther progress. This piece of civilization 

 I was not prepared to meet, and stood a few seconds 

 looking at our bold toll-keeper, when one of my men 

 took off three copper bracelets, which paid for the whole 

 party. The negro was a better man than he at first 

 seemed, for he immediately went to his garden and 

 brought us some leaves of tobacco as a present. 



When we had' got fairly away from the villages, 

 the guides from Kangenke sat down and told us that there 

 were three paths in front, and, if we did not at once 

 present them with a cloth, they would leave us to take 

 whichever we might like best. As I had pointed out the 

 direction in which l,oanda lay, and had only employed 

 them for the sake of knowing the paths between villages 

 which lay along our route, and always objected when 

 they led us in any other than the Loanda direction, I 

 wished my men now to go on without the guides, trusting 

 to ourselves to choose the path which would seem to lead 

 us in the direction we had always followed. But Mashau- 

 ana, fearing lest we might wander, asked leave to give 

 his own cloth, and when the guides saw that, they came 

 forward shouting, " Averie, Averie 1 " 



