Numbers of a fresh-water shell are scattered all over these valleys.

The elevations, as I have observed elsewhere, are of a soft, sandy soil, and the meadows of black, rich alluvial loam.

There are many beautiful flowers, and many bees to sip their nectar.

We found plenty of honey in the woods, and saw the stages on which the Balonda dry their meat, when they come down to hunt and gather the produce of the wild hives.

In one part we came upon groups of lofty trees as straight as masts, with festoons of orchilla-weed hanging from the branches.