We then had nothing to excite the cupidity of the people, and the men maintained themselves, either by selling elephant's meat, or by exhibiting feats of foreign dancing.

Most of the people were very generous and friendly; but the Banyai, nearer to Tette than this, stopped our march with a threatening war-dance.

One of our party, terrified at this, ran away, as we thought, insane, and could not, after a painful search of three days, be found.

The Banyai, evidently touched by our distress, allowed us to proceed.

Through a man we left on an island a little below Mpende's, we subsequently learned that poor Monaheng had fled thither, and had been murdered by the headman for no reason except that he was defenceless.