A trade in salt is carried on from different salt springs and salt mud to Lunda and elsewhere.  We meet parties of salt-traders daily, and they return our salutations very cordially, rubbing earth on the arms.  We find our path lies between two ranges of mountains, one flanking the eastern shore, the other about three miles more inland, and parallel to it:  these are covered thickly with trees, and are of loosely-coherent granite:  many villages are in the space enclosed by these ranges, but all insecure.

12th November, 1867..—­We came to the Kalongosi, or, as the Arabs and Portuguese pronounce it, Karungwesi, about 60 yards wide, and flowing fast over stones.  It is deep enough, even now when the rainy season is not commenced, to requite canoes.  It is said to rise in Kumbi, or Afar, a country to the south-east of our ford.  Fish in great numbers are caught when ascending to spawn:  they are secured by weirs, nets, hooks.  Large strong baskets are placed in the rapids, and filled with stones, when the water rises these baskets are standing-places for the fishermen to angle or throw their nets.  Having crossed the Kalongosi we were now in Lunda, or Londa.

13th November, 1867.—­We saw that the Kalongosi went north till it met a large meadow on the shores of Moero, and, turning westwards, it entered there.  The fishermen gave us the names of 39 species of fish in the Lake; they said that they never cease ascending the Kalongosi, though at times they are more abundant than at others:  they are as follows.

    Monde; Mota; Lasa; Kasibe; Molobe; Lopembe; Motoya; Chipansa;
    Mpifu; Manda; Mpala; Moombo; Mfeu; Mende; Seuse; Kadia nkololo;
    Etiaka; Nkomo; Lifisha; Sambamkaka; Ntondo; Sampa; Bongwe;
    Mabanga; Kise; Kuanya; Nkosu; Pale; Mosungu; Litembwa;
    Mechebere; Koninchia; Sipa; Lomembe; Molenga; Mironge; Nfindo;
    Pende.

14th November, 1867.—­Being doubtful as to whether we were in the right path, I sent to a village to inquire.  The headman, evidently one of a former Casembe school, came to us full of wrath.  “What right had we to come that way, seeing the usual path was to our left?” He mouthed some sentences in the pompous Lunda style, but would not show us the path; so we left him, and after going through a forest of large trees, 4-1/2 hours south, took advantage of some huts on the Kifurwa River, built by bark-cloth cutters.

15th November, 1867.—­Heavy rains, but we went on, and found a village, Kifurwa, surrounded by cassava fields, and next day crossed the Muatoze, 25 yards wide, and running strongly towards Moero, knee deep.  The River Kabukwa, seven yards wide, and also knee deep, going to swell the Muatoze.