LAST JOURNEY TO THE COAST 
had were overladen, and, accordingly, we sent some 
baggage overland to Pokama. At that point the Rev. 
Mr. Dauncey received us with great hospitality, and 
with him we stayed while we were paying off our 
natives. To Ow-bow I entrusted the wages of the 
five rascals who had run away from us at Epa, and 
I have no doubt he paid it over scrupulously. 
After our business was concluded, the mountain 
people went away with very happy faces, and bade us 
good-bye, cordially hoping that they would see us 
again, and saying that on my return, if I sent for 
them, they would come down to the coast and carry 
me up-country. Some of them even wept as they 
took leave, and I must confess that I was genuinely 
sorry to part from my warm-hearted, good-natured 
followers, who had up to the last served me faith- 
fully, in spite of occasional fits of refractoriness, 
which, after all, were easy enough to understand. 
It said a good deal for them that they followed the 
unknown white man as cheerfully as they did. 
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