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EXPEDITION FROM DAMARA LAND [June 14, 1858. 
Many incidents occurred while the party was encamped near 
Nangoro which aroused suspicion and great alarm, the Damaras 
were exceedingly afraid, and appeared in momentary expectation 
at all hours of the night and day of being surrounded by the 
Ovampo and massacred ; hut no overt act was committed until the 
party prepared to leave : — 
“ On the morning of the 30th of July we yoked in the oxen at daylight, 
and made a start just as the sun was making its appearance above the horizon. 
To guard against their opposing our exit from Ondonga, our caravan was 
arranged as follows : — the loose cattle and donkeys were kept in advance, 
under an escort of all the available Damaras ; after which came the four 
waggons, that of Mr. Hahn bringing up the rear. As I still retained a horse, 
I was mounted, and continued with the cattle in advance. We had not ridden 
many hundred yards when a party of the Ovampo came running from the 
direction of the chief’s village ; one of the sons of the latter asked both Mr. 
H. and myself if we were going, to which we replied that we were ; shortly 
after, the ‘ war cry ’ resounded on all sides. Some made a rush forward for the 
road to bar our progress.” 
Mr. Hahn went unarmed to one of Nangoro’s sons whom he re- 
cognised in the crowd and expostulated with him. This had a 
slight effect in checking the demonstration, but shortly after there 
was a cry, and Nangoro’s son had driven his assegai through the 
hack of one of the Damaras ; the poor fellow dropped, hut as he fell 
he fired off both barrels of his gun, killing an elder son of Nangoro 
and another man, besides wounding his murderer. This was the 
critical moment. Mr. Green says — - 
“ I rode forward to meet one man, more daring than the rest, who was 
stealthily approaching with, his javelin quivering in his hand ; I suddenly dis- 
mounted, and, whilst he sat thinking to escape the bullet, with a well-directed 
and steady aim I shot him ; and the words 4 blood for blood ’ rested on my 
lips. It was the first fellow-creature I had ever killed. There remained 
nothing more but to fight for my life, and that of the people I had brought 
into danger — and I was determined to sell it dearly.” 
About noon the Ovampo had desisted, and Mr. Hahn having 
most fortunately heard, only the night before, that uninhabited 
plains might be reached at no great distance in a s.w. direction, 
that course was adopted ; and ultimately, after a forced march of 3 
days and 2 nights making a wide circuit, they reached the Otjihako 
wa Motenya utterly exhausted. The missionaries appear to have 
reached Barmen without further disaster, and Mr. Green dates his 
letter from the shores of Onondova, the new lake.* 
A letter of Mr. Ch. J. Andersson has also been received, in which 
he announces his intention of himself starting for the Cunene. He 
* Mr. Green’s courage and skill as a marksman contributed greatly to the re- 
pulse of the Ovampo ; and Mr. Hahn’s testimony to his services is most cordial 
and unreserved. — Ed. 
