58 Notes on South African Hunting. 
White men praying, v Black men paddling. 
brought us to the river, and now the smoke 
and roar of the Falls seemed to be quite close. 
Sanzila put us into a canoe made out of a log, 
and about qin. out of the water, and then got 
in himself, which brought it down about zin. 
more. We sat in a pool at the bottom, and 
devoutly prayed for a miracle, while he paddled 
at the bows, assisted by a diminutive savage 
at the stern. Presently we got used to it, and 
now I think I never enjoyed a trip more. On 
leaving the bank it looked quite a short way 
across to land on the other side, but on getting 
there one found it an island, and after that one 
got more islands, so that it took fully half an 
hour to get across. Eventually we landed 
safely, packs and all, and as Sanzila had been 
so good to us I wanted to give him an extra 
stertreim ; but this our astute boy Pandama- 
tenga would not allow at any price, and I must 
say Sanzila appeared eminently satisfied with 
one. 
A short walk through the bush took us down 
to the Falls; and, having chosen a place to 
camp in, we started off to see them. We could 
find no path, but, by following the hippopota- 
