ousness, three
small sections of the Christian converts, the Africans in the South, in
the West Indies, and on the West Coast of Africa actually contribute for
the support and spread of their religion upwards of 15,000 pounds
annually. {7} That religion which so far overcomes the selfishness of
the human heart must be Divine.

Leaving Kota-kota Bay, we turned away due West on the great slave route
to Katanga's and Cazembe's country in Londa. Juma lent us his servant,
Selele, to lead us the first day's march. He said that the traders from
Kilwa and Iboe cross the Lake either at this bay, or at Tsenga, or at the
southern end of the Lake; and that wherever they may cross they all go by
this path to the interior. They have slaves with them to carry their
goods, and when they reach a spot where they can easily buy others, they
settle down and begin the traffic, and at once cultivate grain. So much
of the land lies waste, that no objection is ever made to any one taking
possession of as much as he needs; they can purchase a field of cassava
for their present wants for very little, and they continue trading in the
country for two or three years, and giving what weight their muskets
possess to the chief who is most liberal to them.

The first day's march led us over a rich, well-cultivated plain. This
was succeeded by highlands, undulating, stony, and covered with scraggy
trees. Many banks of well rounded shingle appear. The disintegration of
the rocks, now going on, does not round off the angles; they are split up
by the heat and cold into angular fragments. On these high downs we
crossed the River Kaombe. Beyond it we came among the upland
vegetation--rhododendrons, proteas, the masuko, and molompi. At the foot
of the hill, Kasuko-suko, we found the River Bua running north to join
the Kaombe. We had to go a mile out of our way for a ford; the stream is
deep enough in parts for hippopotami. The various streams not previously
noticed, crossed in this journey, had before this led us to the
conclusion, independently of the testimony of the natives, that no large
river ran into the north end of the Lake. No such affluent was needed to
account for the Shire's perennial flow.

On September 15th we reached the top of the ascent which, from its many
ups and downs, had often made us puff and blow as if broken-winded. The
water of the streams we crossed was deliciously cold, and now that we had
gained the summit at Ndon