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appeared before a village ; and, drawing our canoe from 
the water, began to set the tent, and make other pre- 
parations for passing the night. 
As the natives appeared quiet and civil enough, we 
saw no reason to suspect that they entertained any hos- 
tility to Arabs and Wangwana. Accordingly we had our 
breakfast cooked, and as usual laid down for an after- 
noon nap. I soon fell asleep, and was dreaming away 
FISHES OF THE TANGANIKA. 
in my tent, in happy oblivion of the strife and conten- 
tion that had arisen since I had gone to sleep, when 1 
heard a voice hailing we with, “ Master, master ! get up, 
quick. Here is a fight going to begin ! ” I sprang up, 
and snatching my revolver belt from the gun-stand, 
walked outside. Surely, there appeared to be consider- 
able animus between the several factions ; between a 
noisy, vindictive-looking set of natives of the one part, 
