The effect of this success on the minds of the Imboshwa, or Imbozhwas, as Chikumbi's people are called, was not gratitude, but envy at the new power sprung up among them of those who came originally as traders in copper.
Kombokombo's stockade, the village to which we went this day, was the first object of assault, and when we returned, he told us that Chikumbi had assaulted him on three sides, but was repulsed.

The Banyamwezi were, moreover, much too sharp as traders for the Imboshwa, cheating them unmercifully, and lying like Greeks.
Kombokombo's stockade was on the Chiberase River, which flows briskly, eight yards broad and deep, through a mile of sponge.

We came in the midst of a general jollification, and were most bountifully supplied with pombe and food.

The Banyamwezi acknowledge allegiance to the Sultan of Zanzibar, and all connected with him are respected.
Kombokombo pressed food and drink on me, and when I told him that I had nothing to return for it, he said that he expected nothing: he was a child of the Sultan, and ought to furnish all I needed.
_11th July, 1868._--On leaving the Chiberase we passed up over a long line of hills with many villages and gardens, but mostly deserted during the Mazitu raid.

The people fled into the forests on the hills, and were an easy prey to the marauders, who seem to have been unmerciful.