The Mazitu had chased Jumbe up the hills: had they said, on to an island, I might have believed them.
_30th August,1866._--The fear which the English have inspired in the Arab slave-traders is rather inconvenient.

All flee from me as if I had the plague, and I cannot in consequence transmit letters to the coast, or get across the Lake.

They seem to think that if I get into a dhow I will be sure to burn it.

As the two dhows on the Lake are used for nothing else but the slave-trade, their owners have no hope of my allowing them to escape, so after we have listened to various lies as excuses, we resolve to go southwards, and cross at the point of departure of the Shire from the Lake.

I took lunars several times on both sides of the moon, and have written a despatch for Lord Clarendon, besides a number of private letters.
_3rd September, 1866._--Went down to confluence of the Misinje and came to many of the eatable insect "kungu,"-- they are caught by a quick motion of the hand holding a basket.