404 DOTTINGS ON THE ROADSIDE. [Cttai\ XXIV.—E. P. 
At twenty minutes to six we arrived at tlie foot of 
Kisilala rapids, through which we poled and dragged 
the canoe, and five minutes afterwards made her 
fast at the foot of a steep bank upon which the huts 
of the Wool was were perched, about thirty feet above 
the river, and out of the reach of any floods, one would 
have supposed; but I was assured that a freshet had 
been known to cover the bank on more than one occa¬ 
sion. 
I was by no means sorry to find myself at my 
journey’s end, after having been cramped up in a 
canoe for so many hours, and soon made myself at 
home in the nearest hut, where some boiled toobay 
seasoned with sardines, some crackers, and roasted 
plantains for bread, the whole washed down by a 
good large calabash of tea, soon restored tired nature 
and aching limbs. 
There were two men and two women in the lodge, 
and I found that they were the only human be¬ 
ings in Kisilala, the rest of the inhabitants of the 
village having hidden themselves up the creeks or 
down the river, out of the way of the dreaded sick¬ 
ness ; on the principle, I suppose, that, being out of 
sight, they would be out of mind. 
Of the two men, one was a Mosquito Indian, the 
other a Woolwa; the former appeared to me to be 
lord of all he surveyed, for he domineered over his 
companions just like' a spoiled child. He was, how¬ 
ever, about the most intelligent native I ever met, 
giving me (through one of the Caribs who acted as in¬ 
terpreter) a very clear account of the river above and 
