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ever seen it at home. In a few moments we issued 
from the forest, when our guides paused and pointed 
to something directly before them; and there rose 
Kibo, apparently within an hour's march of us ! It 
was a glorious sight. Not a cloud streaked the 
ethereal blue above, and in the light of the morning's 
sun the snow shone with dazzling splendour. I 
thought of the words of the Psalm which struck Mr. 
Rebmann when he obtained, in the far distance, his 
first view of Kilima Njaro, twenty-three years before : 
'' Praise the Lord, I will praise the Lord with my 
whole heart. The works of the Lord are greats sought 
out by all them that have pleasure therein. His works 
are honourable and glorious, and His righteousness 
endureth for ever : He hath made His wonderful works 
to be remembered. The Lord is gracious and full of 
compassion. He hath showed His people the power of 
His works, that He may give them the heritage of the 
heathen'' 
Above the forest we reached an Alpine region of 
grass-covered hills, with a few patches of moss-draped 
wood here and there. The grasses were very different 
from the short, lawn-like turf of the lower regions, 
being of a bladed and much taller kind, but still 
abounding in clover, and variegated with flowers. 
From one root sprang, high above all else, a stem 
bearing a large pink flower, tall and graceful as the 
lily. Another plant, much resembling sage in appear- 
ance, attracted my attention, and plucking the leaves, 
I found them highly fragrant. From one of the 
loftiest elevations in this region I turned to take a 
retrospect of the country over which we had passed. 
No wonder that the atmosphere was so clear, for we 
