Too much for the best donkey.

After a few hours' climb we look down on the Lake, with its many bays.

A sleepy glare floats over it.
Further on we came on a ledge of rocks, and looked sheer down 500 feet or 600 feet into its dark green waters.

We saw three zebras and a young python here, and fine flowers.
_7th November, 1872, Sunday._--Remained, but the headman forbade his people to sell us food.

We keep quiet except to invite him to a parley, which he refuses, and makes loud lullilooing in defiance, as if he were inclined to fighting.