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brackish, and in very small quantity; then, two 
hard days and nights on to Lotlokarni, where we 
found a sufficiency, and also enjoyed the society of 
two English missionaries, Mr. Helmore and his family, 
and Mr. and Mrs. Price, who are proceeding to Seke- 
letu’s, on the Chobe, and from thence, probably, to the 
Zambesi. Here we had a hard day’s work at the old 
wagon, which sadly needed repair. 
I killed one giraffe, just after leaving the river, 
Hr. Holden accompanying me, and two giraffe cows 
on Saturday. Mr. Helmore sent his wagon to bring one 
back that I gave him. I found him a very nice man, 
and I reluctantly accepted some preserved vegetables 
from him — the treat, after bread and beef alone for 
eight months, was too great to resist. This morning 
we made Matchevi, a small fountain in the desert, 
where we had delicious rain, but unfortunately it did 
not last long. We are now at Bachukuru, where 
we have at last succeeded in giving all the oxen 
water, every drop having to be drawn in a bucket, 
and poured into a stone basin, and two oxen brought 
at a time ; it just held out, and not a drop to spare. 
I missed having an excellent right-and-left shot at 
wild dogs this morning, owing to my after-rider being 
a long way behindhand with my gun. They were 
great big fellows, and trotted away as coolly as 
possible. Another ox, Charlie, has died of lung sick¬ 
ness, and three more that I left at Sechele’s, making 
thirteen lost in all. 
Another week will, T expect, see us at Sicomo’s, 
