2o6 Wanderifigs in Eastern Africa. 
globe of light arose, and the long desired day was 
ushered in. We were wet and miserable, and could 
think of nothing else ; still the daylight was most 
acceptable. Thus dawned Monday the 7th, 
Our men were about to take up their loads at once 
but Aba Rufat said, " Stay a little longer, remember 
the ' bini ' and ' bisan ' (mosquitos and water). At 
6.30 a.m. we were on the march once more. On the 
march, I say, but our march that morning was only 
slow wading, for we entered the water the moment 
we started, and during the greater part of the way 
it was up to our waists. The bottom, being very un- 
even, made it exceedingly difficult to maintain our 
footing, and the man immediately before me fell 
sprawling several times, his load, a small bag of 
biscuits, and the only food we had left, being im- 
mersed. Fortunately the bag was of painted canvas, 
and perfectly waterproof, so the biscuits were not 
spoiled. 
After an hour's wading we stood upon the bank of 
the Galana Maro (river Maro) ; the Mto Tana of the 
Wasuahili; the Pokomo of the Wapokoma ; and the 
Thana, Zana, and Kiluluma of the Wakamba. On 
the opposite side were a few huts, some Galla and 
Wapokomo men and women, and a number of cows. 
Some of the Gallas w^ere those that had fled with us 
from Weichu, and the cattle belonged to them. They 
had hurried forward, anxious, I suppose, next to 
themselves, to save their stock. Abajila, our inter- 
preter, was there, and also two Wasuahili from Kau. 
They came across to us in a small mtumbui " (dau) 
belonging to the Wapokomo, and ferried us and our 
party, a few at a time, to the land of safety. We were 
