On coming to Pima's village he ate a whole fowl and some fish for supper, slept soundly till daybreak, then on awaking commenced a furious groaning--"feet were so bad." I told him that people usually moaned when insensible, but he had kept quiet till he awaked; he sulked at this, and remained all day, though I sent a man to carry his kit for him, and when he came up he had changed the seat of his complaint from his feet to any part of his abdomen.

He gave off his gun-belt and pouch to the carrier.
This was a blind to me, for I examined and found that he had already been stealing and selling his ammunition: this is all preparatory to returning to the coast with some slave-trader.

Nothing can exceed the ease and grace with which sepoys can glide from a swagger into the most abject begging of food from the villagers.

He has remained behind.
_22nd September, 1866._--The hills we crossed were about 700 feet above Nyassa, generally covered with trees; no people were seen.

We slept by the brook Sikoche.