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ofteu previously observed this interesting plienciiieuon on several occa- 
sions after nights of strong dew. 
7ol. Just as our expedition made a move, ehief Wajapari appeared 
out of the scrub near hy in full court costume and led the long pro- 
cession, .We had hardly put an hour's journey behind us when heavy 
rain set in again, and Wayapari had nothing quicker to do than pull oft' 
his clothes, and pack them carefully up, tlie umbrella included. The 
path soon after led 'through a Mauriiia swamp, Avhere we often sunk up 
to our armpits in the bog, and tlien over hills covered with small sharp- 
cornered ibits of quartz and granite and furrowed by small mountain- 
streams which the continuous rains bad certainly changed into raging 
torrents with the result that their passage was even more difficult than 
wading tlie morass. Here and there the waters shot over the rugged 
reddisli rocks appearing above the surface, to form picturesque cascades. 
If we had not had so good and safe a guide as the old chieftain, several 
serious accidents might have occurred in to-day's course, and even with 
his leadership we might still have had to mourn the death of one of ouf 
carriers. Just as we were again crossing one of the numerous torrents, 
we saw ajiead of us a boy who was carrying a basket on his back throwD 
doAvn by the current, and dragged towards the neighbouring cataract. 
All his endeavours to relieve himself from the heavy load that hindered 
his every movement, and to i-emain above water, proved in vain— he 
sank. At that very moment however his brother, who liad already 
reached the opposite bank. threAv himself into the stream, dived under, 
found his brother, lieing dragged down to his inevitable doom, only a 
few feet from the edge of the fall and witli infinite exertion brought 
him to shore. 
732. Our march today was just as trying as it was dangerous, and 
although the sun was nearing the horizon, there was nothing to be seen 
of Watu-Ticaba. For the last six hours we had been quickly forging 
ahead without halt or rest : the wildly romantic environs, the charming 
panoramas had made us forget a good deal about being tired. |Soiith 
from us rose Mt. Tambaro, which again was overtopped by the Cara- 
waimi Range, while the path led us past the southern base of Mt. 
Haughetika. Amongst the lovely flora of the savannah T found a new 
s]iecies of Meismria, the ]\f. f/lnhra Klotzsch: upon the rocks which 
appeared in the savannah I saw the Cyrtopodinm Andrrs^omi growing? 
to a height of from T) to (5 feet. Open savannah alternated with lirush 
wood, wooded oases, and groups of flourishing Mouritia palms. As we 
were about climbing a forested hill, our old chief turned into a neigh- 
bouring bush whence he emerged once more in complete attire, the 
dagger at his side, and open umbrella in his right hand, to resume his 
place at the head of the procession. His son, who immediately followed 
the father, started blowing a peculiar melody on his bone flute, the most 
certain sign that we were drawing near to the settlement. We liad not 
yet reached the top when a tall ghost-like gaunt black figure with short 
snow-white woolly hair came walking briskly over it in our direction 
and without deigning to give us a look greeted the cliieftain Wayapari 
and then fell into place immediately behind him. From the summit 
