erpendicular sides, and less than fifty yards wide; one or two masses of
rock jut out, and then there is a sloping fall of perhaps twenty feet in
a distance of thirty yards. It would stop all navigation, except during
the highest floods; the rocks showed that the water then rises upwards of
eighty feet perpendicularly.

Still keeping the position facing the cataract, on its right side rises
Mount Morumbwa from 2000 to 3000 feet high, which gives the name to the
spot. On the left of the cataract stands a noticeable mountain which may
be called onion-shaped, for it is partly conical and a large concave
flake has peeled off, as granite often does, and left a broad, smooth
convex face as if it were an enormous bulb. These two mountains extend
their bases northwards about half a mile, and the river in that distance,
still very narrow, is smooth, with a few detached rocks standing out from
its bed. They climbed as high up the base of Mount Morumbwa, which
touches the cataract, as they required. The rocks were all water-worn
and smooth, with huge potholes, even at 100 feet above low water. When
at a later period they climbed up the north-western base of this same
mountain, the familiar face of the onion-shaped one opposite was at once
recognised; one point of view on the talus of Mount Morumbwa was not more
than 700 or 800 yards distant from the other, and they then completed the
survey of Kebrabasa from end to end.

They did not attempt to return by the way they came, but scaled the slope
of the mountain on the north. It took them three hours' hard labour in
cutting their way up through the dense thornbush which covered the
ascent. The face of the slope was often about an angle of 70 degrees,
yet their guide Shokumbenla, whose hard, horny soles, resembling those of
elephants, showed that he was accustomed to this rough and hot work,
carried a pot of water for them nearly all the way up. They slept that
night at a well in a tufaceous rock on the N.W. of Chipereziwa, and never
was sleep more sweet.

A band of native musicians came to our camp one evening, on our own way
down, and treated us with their wild and not unpleasant music on the
Marimba, an instrument formed of bars of hard wood of varying breadth and
thickness, laid on different-sized hollow calabashes, and tuned to give
the notes; a few pieces of cloth pleased them, and they passed on.

The rainy season of Tette differs a little from that of some of the ot