CHAPTER XIV 
Matambanja arrives with beer—Return to Liana river—Donkeys suffer and die 
from tsetse fly-bite—Mistake large lion for wildebeest—Lion hunt— 
Hammar makes a successful long shot—Matambanja arrives at our camp, 
and behaves badly—Our difficulties—How to travel these regions—Sakoo- 
nima arrives—He advises us to fly—Chief Kikonto tries to murder Franz— 
We fire to protect him—We burn our superfluous goods, and make for the 
sand-belts heavily laden—We find a Mosaro woman who directs us to water 
—The Mosaros are afraid of us—About the Mosaros. 
Next morning, August tlie 11th, at about 8 a.m., Matambanja 
appeared from out of the reeds in a canoe, bringing two welcome 
pots of beer and a calabash of crystallised honey as a present. 
Our greeting was quite informal, although he is a big chief, and 
he quietly sat down to listen to a recital of my woes and wants. 
He said he was much angered that we should be treated so 
shabbily by natives in his district, expressed his willingness 
to assist us in every manner required, and said he would see 
that white men in future should not be troubled as we had 
been. He arranged to pay us a visit in our camp at Kikonto’s, 
the next day but one, and promised to bring guides and bearers 
to escort us on the further journey. He expressed the greatest 
admiration for breech-loading guns, and spoke much of his 
friendship for white men and their goods, and told me to go 
back with my ‘ heart white ’ from gladness because he now was 
our friend. Two wagons with many goods had passed through 
his country, he said, and he and the whites with the wagons 
were the greatest friends. This was a very apparent lie, from 
the fact of there being no roads, and tsetse fly sufficient to 
have killed any quantity of oxen. After receiving his presents 
he gave me a pair of very inferior situtunga horns and 
departed. 
