CHAPTER XXIV. 
BURA, NDARA, AND — THE JOURNEY'S END. 
FROM the 6th to the 19th of September we re- 
mained in Taveta. My object in staying so 
long was to make as close an acquaintance with the 
people as possible, to collect information regarding 
them and their surroundings, and to preach to them 
the gospel. From the Wasuahili I learned much re- 
garding the Masai, and of the tribes beyond them, 
as well as of the countries in which these people 
dwell. 
Our life in Taveta was of a truly gipsy kind, but 
it was not altogether unpleasant. By day I was sur- 
rounded by people of all kinds, who came to see me, 
and with whom I had some interesting intercourse. 
At sunset the people returned to their homes, leaving 
us to spend our evenings in our own way. The 
presence of the Wasuahih made our camp a large, 
sometimes lively, and occasionally a very noisy one. 
Generally speaking, several hours were spent in chat 
and story-telling, which was all very novel and some- 
times highly amusing to me. Our camp at night 
made up a strange scene. Fifty fires, each surrounded 
by a group of savages, shimmering upon the ground ; 
many dark, ill-defined figures moving hither and 
