Small sharp thorns hurt the men's feet, and so does the roughness of the ground.

Though there is so much slope, water does not run quickly off Marungu.

A compact mountain-range flanks the undulating country through which we passed, and may stop the water flowing.

Mohamad Bogharib is very kind to me in my extreme weakness; but carriage is painful; head down and feet up alternates with feet down and head up; jolted up and down and sideways--changing shoulders involves a toss from one side to the other of the kitanda.

The sun is vertical, blistering any part of the skin exposed, and I try to shelter my face and head as well as I can with a bunch of leaves, but it is dreadfully fatiguing in my weakness.
I had a severe relapse after a very hot day.