hey were heartily received by everybody, and
were invited to feasts, which followed one another in quick succession,
until, at the end of a month, Selim and Abdullah had fed so well that
they got quite rotund in figure, and appeared none the worse for their
privations.

After two months' stay at Unyanyembe, Selim and Abdullah were placed in
charge of Soud bin Sayd, who was bound for the coast with a caravan
consisting of two hundred slaves, loaded with ivory. Sultan bin Ali and
a dozen other Arabs accompanied Selim and Abdullah as far as Kwikuru,
three miles from Tabora, and after fervently blessing them, and wishing
them all sorts of success, and a long-lived happiness, parted from them
with saddened faces.

Tura, on the frontier of Unyamwezi, was reached within five days, and
crossing the wilderness of Tura they merged in New Ukimbu. Within three
weeks afterwards they were travelling through arid Ugogo, which they
passed safely in two weeks; then the friendly wilderness of the Bitter
Water--Marenga M'kali--burst upon their view, and the next day, after a
march of thirty miles, they were defiling by the cones of Usagara.

Continuing their march, ten days more brought them to the Makata Plain,
and on the eighth day after leaving Usagara they camped near
Simbamwenni, or the "Lion Lord's" city, which both Selim and Abdullah
remembered as the scene where Niani had a disagreeable incident with
Isa. Poor Isa! he is dead.

After a rest of two days at Simbamwenni, the caravan of Soud bin Sayd
continued its march, and on the seventieth day from Unyanyembe the Arab
boys, Selim and Abdullah, and their friends, Simba, Moto, and Niani,
looked at the sea of Zanj, from the ridges behind Bagamoyo, and pointed
out its ever-smiling azure face to one another with emotions too great
for utterance. They feasted their eyes on it until they lost sight of
it, as they plunged into the depths of the umbrageous groves and gardens
of the sea-coast town of Bagamoyo, into the streets of which they
presently emerged, to be welcomed, as wanderers generally are, with glad
cries, embraces, smiling countenances, and hearty claspings of the hand.

The next day Soud bin Sayd embarked his caravan in two Arab ships, and
accompanied by the young Arabs and their friends he had the anchor
hoisted, and the lateen sails sheeted home, and the ships began to move,
as they felt the influence of the continental breeze, towards Zanzibar,
across the strait wh