The overland route, by which Kidgwiga and the cattle went, was not so interesting, by all accounts, as the river one; for they walked the whole way through marshy ground, and crossed one drain in boats, where some savages struggled to plunder our men of their goats.
With a great deal of difficulty, and after hours of delay, we managed to get under way with two boats besides the original one; and, after an hour and a half's paddling in the laziest manner possible, the men seized two pots of pombe and pulled in to Koki, guided by a king's messenger, who said this was one of the places appointed by order to pick up recruits for the force which was to take us to Gani.

We found, however, nothing but loss and disappointment--one calf stolen, and five goats nearly so.

Fortunately, the thief who attempted to run off with the goats was taken by my men in the act, tied with his hands painfully tight behind his back, and left, with his face painted white, till midnight, when his comrades stole into Bombay's hut and released him.
After all these annoyances, the chief officer of the place offered us a present of a goat, but was sent to the right-about in scorn.

How could he be countenanced as a friend when the men under him steal from us?
The big boat gave us the slip, floating away and leaving its paddles behind.

To supply its place, we took six small boats, turning my men into sailors, and going as we liked.