We go between two ranges of tree-covered mountains, which are continuations of those on each side of Moero.
_12th December, 1868._--The tiresome tale of slaves running away was repeated again last night by two of Mpamari's making off, though in the yoke, and they had been with him from boyhood.

Not one good-looking slave-woman is now left of Mohamad Bogharib's fresh slaves; all the pretty ones obtain favour by their address, beg to be unyoked, and then escape.

Four hours brought us to many villages of Chisabi and the camp of Syde bin Habib in the middle of a set-in rain, which marred the demonstration at meeting with his relative Mpamari; but the women braved it through, wet to the skin, and danced and lullilooed with "draigled" petticoats with a zeal worthy of a better cause, as the "penny-a-liners" say.

It is the custom for the trader who receives visitors to slaughter goats, and feed all his guests for at least two days, nor was Syde wanting in this hospitality, though the set-in rain continuing, we did not enjoy it as in fine weather.
_14th December, 1868._--Cotton-grass and brackens all over the country show the great humidity of Marungu.

Rain daily; but this is not the great rain which falls when the sun comes back south over our heads.
_15th December, 1868._--March two hours only to the range of Tamba.