The same streaky argillaceous sandstones prevailed as in Karague.

There was nothing, in fact, that would not have grown here, if it liked moisture and a temperate heat.

It was a perfect paradise for negroes: as fast as they sowed they were sure of a crop without much trouble; though, I must say, they kept their huts and their gardens in excellent order.
As Maula would stop here, I had to halt also.

The whole country along the banks of the river, and near some impenetrable forests, was alive with antelopes, principally hartebeests, but I would not fire at them until it was time to return, as the villagers led me to expect buffaloes.

The consequence was, as no buffaloes were to be found, I got no sport, though I wounded a hartebeest, and followed him almost into camp, when I gave up the chase to some negroes, and amused myself by writing to Rumanika, to say if Grant did not reach me by a certain date, I would try to navigate the N'yanza, and return to him in boats up the Kitangule river.
We crossed over a low spur of hill extending from the mountainous kingdom of Nkole, on our left, towards the N'yanza.