1 66 Seven Years in Central Africa. [Jan. 
they heard the monsters roaring at a distance during the night, I 
think that they have long since taken their departure from 
Olohosi, as, judging from the number of barricades, other passing 
travellers seem to have been as much on their guard against 
affording the lions a meal as we were. 
2oth, — My men were longer getting astir this morning than 
usual. We generally start about the time of the " cooing of the 
pigeons," but we did not this morning until "the dew was dry." 
Crossed the Lokoshe River, about twenty yards wide here. It 
flows into the Luburi, which empties itself into the Lualaba, 
so that I am now within the lines of the Congo Free State, 
and am doubtless the first white man who has crossed this way. 
PRESSED BY HUNGER. 
Ja?iuary 2\st. — We have been now twelve days in this hungry 
country. The few beans we were able to bring from Sacindonga 
did not last long, and our sacks of cassava meal, bought at Nana 
Kandundu, are almost finished. I had hoped to have shot some 
game, but nothing is to be seen, not even the spoor of any. 
We were therefore forced to press on without losing any time. 
The bodies of two natives by the roadside, who had evidently 
died of hunger, certainly did not encourage us, though it was a 
warning for my men to take longer marches. 
22nd. — Crossed the Luburi this morning — a heavy stream, thirty- 
five feet wide — upon a fairly good bridge. Camped at Kapa. 
Our food being now used up, all the carriers started off, as soon 
as we got into camp, for some Samba villages reported to be 
further down the Luburi ; we hope they will return to-morrow. 
2'iyrd. — Men returned with only a few cassava roots. 
Still pressing on. Crossed the Lufupa river about mid-day, 
and camped at dusk. We had scarcely made a shelter for the 
goods when the rain came down in sheets. The night was 
pitch dark; there was nothing but forest all round; every one 
was tired out, and we had no shelter. We managed, however, to 
go to sleep, and forget our hunger and destitution. 
A MERCIFUL SUPPLY. 
January 24M. — Men all gone ofi" in search of Samba villages. 
I started on ahead with one man to look for game, following 
