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CHAP. XXXV. 
THE MEETING OF THE WATERS. — THE BENUWE AND FARO. 
At an early hour we left the inhospitable Wednesday> 
place of Sulleri. It was a beautiful fresh June 18th - 
morning, all nature being revived and enlivened by 
the last night's storm. My companions, sullen and 
irritated, quarrelled among themselves on account 
of the selfish behaviour of Ibrahima. As for me, 
I was cheerful in the extreme, and borne away by 
an enthusiastic and triumphant feeling ; for to-day I 
was to see the river. 
The neighbourhood of the water was first indicated 
by numbers of high ant-hills, which, as I shall have 
occasion to observe more fully in the course of my 
narrative, abound chiefly in the neighbourhood of 
rivers : they were here ranged in almost parallel lines, 
and afforded a very curious spectacle. We had just 
passed a small village or riimde, where not a living 
soul was to be seen, the people having all gone forth 
to the labours of the field, when the lively Mohammedu 
came running up to me, and exclaimed, " Gashi, 
gashi, dutsi-n-Alantika ke* nan" ("Look! look! that 
is Mount Alantika"). I strained my eyes and saw, 
