Learn from him exactly the road we must move by, as if our carriers desert us we shall be detained till his people come up.
How far is it to Abeokuta ?" Ugly Tom learned from the native that it was about forty-five miles.
"Very well," Mr.Goodenough said, "we shall march twenty this afternoon.
Where we halt they will most likely have heard the rumors of the war, and I expect the carriers will go no farther, so they must send out to that point." The Houssa translated the message, and the native, saying, "I shall be at Abeokuta tonight," kissed the hands of the white men and started at a trot.
"Wonderful stamina some of these men have," Mr.Goodenough said.

"That man has come forty-five miles at full speed, and is now going off again as fresh as when he started." "What speed will he go at ?" Frank asked.
"About six miles an hour.

Of course he goes faster when he is running, but he will sometimes break into a walk.

Five miles an hour may be taken as the ordinary pace of a native runner, but in cases which they consider of importance, like the present, you may calculate on six." The camp was at once broken up, the carriers loaded, and they started on their way.

It was late in the evening when they reached a village about twenty miles from their starting place.