n it was, "Oh, you
sent me off to Manga (sea-coast), but the yoke is off when I die, and
back I shall come to haunt and to kill you." Then all joined in the
chorus, which was the name of each vendor. It told not of fun, but of
the bitterness and tears of such as were oppressed, and on the side
of the oppressors there was a power: there be higher than they!

Perembe was one of the culprits thus menaced. The slave-owner asked
Kapika's wife if she would return to kill Kapika. The others answered
to the names of the different men with laughter. Her heart was
evidently sore: for a lady to come so low down is to her grievous. She
has lost her jaunty air, and is, with her head shaved, ugly; but she
never forgets to address her captors with dignity, and they seem to
fear her.

_25th June, 1868._--We went over flat forest with patches of brown
haematite cropping out; this is the usual iron ore, but I saw in a
village pieces of specular iron-ore which had been brought for
smelting. The Luongo flowed away somewhat to our right or west, and
the villagers had selected their site where only well-water could be
found: we went ten minutes towards the Luongo and got abundance.

[Illustration: A Forest Grave.]

The gardens had high hedges round to keep off wild beasts. We came to
a grave in the forest; it was a little rounded mound as if the
occupant sat in it in the usual native way: it was strewed over with
flour, and a number of the large blue beads put on it: a little path
showed that it had visitors. This is the sort of grave I should
prefer: to lie in the still, still forest, and no hand ever disturb my
bones. The graves at home always seemed to me to be miserable,
especially those in the cold damp clay, and without elbow room; but I
have nothing to do but wait till He who is over all decides where I
have to lay me down and die. Poor Mary lies on Shupanga brae, "and
beeks fornent the sun."[64]

Came to the Chando River, which is the boundary between Casembe and
Chikumbi; but Casembe is over all.

_27th June, 1868._--We crossed a flooded marsh with the water very
cold, and then the Chando itself twelve feet broad and knee deep, then
on to another strong brook Nsenga.

_28th June, 1868._--After service we went on up hills to a stockade of
Banyamwezi, on the Kalomina River, and here we built our sheds; the
spot is called Kizinga, and is on the top of a sandstone range covered
as usual with forest. The Banyamwezi beat off the