Mokompa, the headman, was away hunting elephants.

His wife sent for him on our arrival, and he returned next morning before we left.

Taking advantage of the long-continued drought, he had set fire to the reeds between the Chobe and Zambesi, in such a manner as to drive the game out at one corner, where his men laid in wait with their spears.

He had killed five elephants and three buffaloes, wounding several others which escaped.
On our land party coming up, we were told that the oxen were bitten by the tsetse: they could see a great difference in their looks.

One was already eaten, and they now wished to slaughter another.