As we sailed slowly down, the people saluted us from the banks, by clapping their hands.

A headman even hailed us, and brought a generous present of corn and pumpkins.
Moemba owns a rich island, called Mosanga, a mile in length, on which his village stands.

He has the reputation of being a brave warrior, and is certainly a great talker; but he gave us strangers something better than a stream of words.

We received a handsome present of corn, and the fattest goat we had ever seen; it resembled mutton.

His people were as liberal as their chief.