This is the sort of grave I should prefer: to lie in the still, still forest, and no hand ever disturb my bones.

The graves at home always seemed to me to be miserable, especially those in the cold damp clay, and without elbow room; but I have nothing to do but wait till He who is over all decides where I have to lay me down and die.

Poor Mary lies on Shupanga brae, "and beeks fornent the sun."[64] Came to the Chando River, which is the boundary between Casembe and Chikumbi; but Casembe is over all.
_27th June, 1868._--We crossed a flooded marsh with the water very cold, and then the Chando itself twelve feet broad and knee deep, then on to another strong brook Nsenga.
_28th June, 1868._--After service we went on up hills to a stockade of Banyamwezi, on the Kalomina River, and here we built our sheds; the spot is called Kizinga, and is on the top of a sandstone range covered as usual with forest.

The Banyamwezi beat off the Mazitu with their guns, while all the country people fled.

The Banyamwezi are decidedly uglier than the Balonda and Baitawa: they eat no fish, though they come from the east side of Tanganyika, where fish are abundant and cheap; but though uglier, they have more of the sense of honour with traders than the aborigines.
_29th June, 1868._--Observed the "smokes" to-day, the first of the season:[65] they obscured the whole country.
_1st July, 1868._--I went over to Chikumbi, the paramount chief of this district, and gave him a cloth, begging a man to guide me to Bangweolo.