I have taken lunars several times, measuring both sides of the moon about 190 times, but a silly map-maker may alter the whole for the most idiotic of reasons.
_13th May, 1868._--Mohamad Bogharib has been here some seven months, and bought three tusks only; the hunting, by Casembe's people, of elephants in the Mofwe has been unsuccessful.
We did not get an audience from Casembe; the fault lay with Kapika--Monteiro's escort--being afraid to annoy Casembe by putting him in mind of it, but on the 15th Casembe sent for me, and told me that as the people had all fled from Chikumbi's, he would therefore send guides to take us to Kabaia, where there was still a population; he wished me to wait a few days till he had looked out good men as guides, and ground some flour for us to use in the journey.

He understood that I wished to go to Bangweolo; and it was all right to do what my own chief had sent me for, and then come back to him.

It was only water--the same as Luapula, Mofwe, and Moero; nothing to be seen.

His people must not molest me again, but let me go where I liked.

This made me thank Him who has the hearts of all in His hand.
Casembe also admitted that he had injured "Mpamari," but he would send him some slaves and ivory in reparation: he is better than his people, who are excessively litigious, and fond of milandos or causes--suits.
He asked if I had not the leopard's skin he gave me to sit on, as it was bad to sit on the ground; I told him it had so many holes in it people laughed at it and made me ashamed, but he did not take the hint to give me another.