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the north east a range of scattered hills appeared 
of about equal height to that on which we stood and 
were at any rate not so high and not so distant but that 
we could see the level plain extending far beyond them : 
and these hills too were tree-covered. Again, to the 
south east a single hill of about the same height and 
character and equally tree-covered showed. And the 
wonderfully striking monotony of this limitless and 
almost level plain was broken only by rain-storms 
which moved swiftly over the face of the country and 
by the ever moving, ever changing shadows of passing 
clouds. 
The height on which we stood was probably about 
eight hundred feet. 
Returning down the hill to the camp, we remained there 
yet another night. The Indians were timid of wan- 
dering alone through this part of the forest, as they 
declared that they saw signs of many Waikas about. 
Now Waikas are wild Indians who go about to kill 
ordinary Indians. Game, however, was abundant near 
our camp and so we got all we wanted without wan- 
dering far a-field. 
tl Of the return journey very little need be said. The 
flood had subsided, and the walk was accomplished 
much more speedily and easily than when we went. 
We reached Maccasseema in exactly seven days, to 
the very hour, from the time at which we left it. 
The whole expedition might be made, with good luck, 
in five days ; but it might then be somewhat fatiguing. 
Under any circumstances the journey to Mount Rus- 
sell would never be easy to those unaccustomed to bush 
