77 deg.
_9th July, 1872._--Clear and cold the general weather: cold is penetrating.

War forces have gone out of M'futu and built a camp.

Fear of Mirambo rules them all: each one is nervously anxious not to die, and in no way ashamed to own it.

The Arabs keep out of danger: "Better to sleep in a whole skin" is their motto.
_Noon_ .-- Spoke to Singeri about the missionary reported to be coming: he seems to like the idea of being taught and opening up the country by way of the Nile.

I told him that all the Arabs confirmed Mtesa's cruelties, and that his people were more to blame than he: it was guilt before God.