We bought up all the food we could get; but it did not suffice for the marches we expect to make to get to the Chambeze, where food is said to be abundant, we were therefore again obliged to travel on Sunday.
We had prayers before starting; but I always feel that I am not doing fight, it lessens the sense of obligation in the minds of my companions; but I have no choice.

We went along a rivulet till it ended in a small lake, Mapampa or Chimbwe, about five miles long, and one and a half broad.

It had hippopotami, and the poku fed on its banks.
_15th January, 1867._--We had to cross the Chimbwe at its eastern end, where it is fully a mile wide.

The guide refused to show another and narrower ford up the stream, which emptied into it from the east; and I, being the first to cross, neglected to give orders about the poor little dog, Chitane.

The water was waist deep, the bottom soft peaty stuff with deep holes in it, and the northern side infested by leeches.