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fluence on my mind, and more espec.ally as it was impos- 
sible to make any allowance for tho Bashinje such as I 
was willing to award to the Chiboque. They saw that we 
had nothing to give, nor would they be benefited in the 
least by enforcing the impudont order to return whence 
we had come. They wore adding insult to injury, and this 
put us all into a fighting spirit, and, as nearly as we could 
judge, we expected to be obliged to cut our way through 
the Bashinje next morning. 
3d April . — As soon as day dawned we were astir, and, 
setting off in a drizzling rain, passed close to tho village. 
This rain probably damped the ardor of the robbers. 
We, however, expected to bo fired upon from every clump 
of trees, or from some of tho rocky hillocks among which 
we were passing; and it was only after two hours’ march 
that we began to breathe freely, and my men remarked, 
in thankfulness, “Wo are children of Jesus.” We con- 
tinued our course, notwithstanding the rain, across the 
bottom of the Quango valley, which we found broken by 
clay shale rocks jutting out, though lying nearly horizon- 
tally. We passed many villages during this drenching, 
one of which possessed a flock of sheep; and after six 
hours we came to a stand near the river Quango, (lat. 9° 
53' S., long. 18° 37' E.,) which may bo called the boundary 
of the Portuguese claims to territory on the west. As 1 
had now no change of clothing, I was glad to cower under 
the shelter of my blanket, thankful to God for his good- 
ness in bringing us so far without losing one of the 
party. 
ith April . — Wo were now on tho banks of tho Quango, » 
river one hundred and fifty yards wide, and very deep. The 
water was discolored, — a circumstance which wo had ob- 
served in no other river in Londa or in the Makololo 
country. This fino river flows among extensive meadow® 
clothed with gigantic grass and reeds, and in a direction 
nearly north. 
We were advised not to sleep near it; but, as we were 
