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soil. After encountering, as we had done so recently, 
the heavy rains of the forest, and walking up to our 
ankles in the mud of that region, the dryness here 
was remarkable. No rain could have fallen here 
lately, for the simple reason that the cloud-level at 
this season of the year is far below this. However, 
soon after noon heavy mists came sweeping up the 
mountain, which ere long obscured everything. 
At four p.m. we came to a large overhanging rock, 
forming a kind of cave, and here our Wachaga advised 
that we should put up for the night. The rubbish 
cleared away, a thick bed of heath strewn upon the 
ground, immense fires made of the roots of the bushes, 
and we were prepared for another night. The fires 
blazed furiously, yet they burned without warming 
us ; beard and whiskers were singed off", yet we were 
cold. 
Sadi greatly amused us, he was so nervous. The 
rocks echoing our every word, he thought there were 
other beings up on the mountain beside ourselves. 
All the stories of elves, goblins, ghosts, ghouls, and 
spirits of all sorts he had ever heard of regarding 
the occupants of Kilima Njaro, now came home to 
him and greatly distressed him. When he lay down, 
he thought he felt the shock of an earthquake. 
" There ! " he exclaimed, starting up ; " what was 
that "i The very earth moves ! there ! there ! " 
Travelling, like poverty, makes a man acquainted 
with strange bed-fellows. That night I lay in the 
midst of a dozen savages, of whom I knew nothing, 
and who for many reasons were not a desirable 
party to sleep with. One of my neighbours woke me 
up in the middle of the night by tugging at my 
