ht if they were only prudent in their behaviour.
They could govern themselves, but they were not so sure of the fiery
young Kituta chief, Kalulu, who would probably before long commit some
act of imprudence; nor were they quite sure of the indomitable young
Arabs, who would be naturally inclined to despair at so many reverses;
for Niani, poor little fellow! who was a slave by birth, they need fear
nothing, as he could relapse at will into that state of frigid, stoical
apathy a slave with no promising future before him so soon assumes,

The sky soon cleared up, the wind went down, and the wares abated, and
the captors became more lively in their behaviour; but fearing that some
aid might come to their captives in some shape by the lake, at sunset
they broke camp, and started for the interior, but not before their
miserable slaves had been tied together by the neck, with stout thongs
of green hide.

The general direction they travelled was east, but the caravan filed by
bends and curves so numerous, that it was with great difficulty Moto
could settle in his mind in which direction they were going.

At midnight they bivouacked in the depth of a forest, and warriors were
detailed to watch the captives, but the latter were so fatigued with the
exertions of the day, that such precautions were needless. They had
soon fallen asleep, despite the unpleasant thongs that encircled their
necks, or the more unpleasant bonds which confined their hands behind
them.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN.

THE SLAVE HUNTERS MEDITATE ANOTHER ATTACK--A TRUE PICTURE OF THE SLAVE
TRADE--THE INUNDATED PLAIN--A TERRIBLE CATASTROPHE--THE JOYS OF
LIBERTY--SIMBA FIGHTS WITH A LEOPARD--KALULU SYMPATHISES WITH WOUNDED
SIMBA--KALULU SHOWS ABDULLAH THE ART OF MAKING A FIRE--NIANI PUNISHES
THE DEAD LEOPARD--HOW A MTUTA CHIEF FIGHTS--KALULU VICTORIOUS--SIMBA
THINKS KALULU A HERO--SPEARING THE LEPIDOSIREN--HOW A TRUE SON OF THE
FOREST ACTS--WHAT KALULU FOUND IN THE ARABS' CAMP--KALULU IS
KIDNAPPED!--A VICTIM OF AN ATROCIOUS DEED.

The unfortunate captives were wakened rudely at sunrise by smart taps
applied to them by the warriors with the butts of their spears. Kalulu
felt very much like resenting this rough behaviour; but Moto entreated
him, as he saw him raise his flashing eyes, not to urge them to greater
violence, as, whether he liked it or not, he was compelled to bear it.

They were soon on the road, for savages and slaves take but little time
to make