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and amidst dead silence made a speech of about four 
minutes’ duration, in which he told the carriers the 
plans for the next day; when he had finished, there 
always arose a perfect babel of voices from the men 
on all sides of the camp, some murmuring and grum¬ 
bling, and others shouting out what was intended for 
impertinence. After about three minutes of this up¬ 
roar, the men seemed to have thoroughly relieved 
their feelings, and the camp relapsed into comparative 
silence. 
December 20 th .—Early in the morning we marched 
round the precipice at the south-west corner of the 
range to Ndara, a distance of about eight miles. As 
we approached Ndara, the track led through extensive 
fields of cultivation, in which innumerable quail got 
up in dozens, and I am sure we might have shot a 
hundred couple with ease; however, we left them 
alone and only bagged four guinea fowl. On arriving 
at the foot of the highest point of the Ndara range, 
5400 feet high, we halted for a time under a splendid 
sycamore tree near a running stream, of sparkling 
water, which took its source from the rocks above, 
and from this point we could just see Mr. Wray’s hut, 
about 1500 feet above us; here our men were soon 
engaged in cooking their rice, as we intended to march 
on again directly they had finished their food. This 
sort of double march, with a halt to feed in the middle, 
is termed by the Swahili “ a teragase .” 
Mr. Wray and H- shortly came down the hill, 
and the former remained with us till we left, and told 
