Mapuio has thin legs and quite a European face.

Delicate features and limbs are common, and the spur-heel is as scarce as among Europeans; small feet and hands are the rule.
Clapping the hands in various ways is the polite way of saying "Allow me," "I beg pardon," "Permit me to pass," "Thanks," it is resorted to in respectful introduction and leave-taking, and also is equivalent to "Hear hear." When inferiors are called they respond by two brisk claps of the hands, meaning "I am coming." They are very punctilious amongst each other.

A large ivory bracelet marks the headman of a village; there is nothing else to show differences of rank.
_28th October, 1866._--We spent Sunday at Mapuio's and had a long talk with him; his country is in a poor state from the continual incursions of the Mazitu, who are wholly unchecked.
_29th October, 1866._--We marched westwards to Makosa's village, and could not go further, as the next stage is long and through an ill-peopled country.

The morning was lovely, the whole country bathed in bright sunlight, and not a breath of air disturbed the smoke as it slowly curled up from the heaps of burning weeds, which the native agriculturist wisely destroys.

The people generally were busy hoeing in the cool of the day.