Only one shell was seen on the shores.

The canoe ships much less water in this surf than our boat did in that of Nyassa.

The water is of a deep sea-green colour, probably from the reflection of the fine white sand of the bottom; we saw no part having the deep dark blue of Nyassa, and conjecture that the depth is not great; but I had to leave our line when Amoda absconded.

On Kisi we observed a dark square mass, which at first I took to be a low hill: it turned out to be a mass of trees (probably the place of sepulture, for the graveyards are always untouched), and shows what a dense forest this land would become were it not for the influence of men.
We reached Mpabala after dark.

It was bitterly cold, from the amount of moisture in the air.