ome ten feet or
so broad. Here we could see westwards and northwards the long lines of
hills of denudation in Nsama's country, which till lately was densely
peopled. Nsama is of the Babemba family. Kasonso, Chitimba, Kiwe,
Urongwe, are equals and of one family, Urungai. Chungu is a pleasant
person, and liberal according to his means. Large game is very
abundant through all this country.

The Lofu at the ford was 296 feet, the water flowing briskly over
hardened sandstone flag, and from thigh to waist deep; elsewhere it is
a little narrower, but not passable except by canoes.

_4th and 5th September, 1867._--Went seven hours west of the Lofu to a
village called Hara, one of those burned by Hamees because the people
would not take a peaceful message to Nsama. This country is called
Itawa, and Hara is one of the districts. We waited at Hara to see if
Nsama wished us any nearer to himself. He is very much afraid of the
Arabs, and well he may be, for he was until lately supposed to be
invincible. He fell before twenty muskets, and this has caused a panic
throughout the country. The land is full of food, though the people
have nearly all fled. The ground-nuts are growing again for want of
reapers; and 300 people living at free-quarters make no impression on
the food.

_9th September, 1867._--Went three hours west of Hara, and came to
Nsama's new stockade, built close by the old one burned by Tipo Tipo,
as Hamidi bin Mohamed was named by Nsama.[57] I sent a message to
Nsama, and received an invitation to come and visit him, but bring no
guns. A large crowd of his people went with us, and before we came to
the inner stockade they felt my clothes to see that no fire-arms were
concealed about my person. When we reached Nsama, we found a very old
man, with a good head and face and a large abdomen, showing that he
was addicted to pombe: his people have to carry him. I gave him a
cloth, and asked for guides to Moero, which he readily granted, and
asked leave to feel my clothes and hair. I advised him to try and live
at peace, but his people were all so much beyond the control of
himself and headmen, that at last, after scolding them, he told me
that he would send for me by night, and then we could converse, but
this seems to have gone out of his head. He sent me a goat, flour, and
pombe, and next day we returned to Hara.

Nsama's people have generally small, well-chiseled features, and many
are really handsome, and have nothing