10th September, 1869.—­North and north-west, over four rivers, and. past the village of Makala, to near that of Pyana-mosinde.

12th September, 1869.—­We had wandered, and now came back to our path on hilly ground.  The days are sultry and smoking.  We came to some villages of Pyana-mosinde; the population prodigiously large.  A sword was left at the camp, and at once picked up; though the man was traced to a village it was refused, till he accidentally cut his foot with it, and became afraid that worse would follow, elsewhere it would have been given up at once:  Pyana-mosinde came out and talked very sensibly.

13th September, 1869.—­Along towards the Moloni or Mononi; cross seven rills.  The people seized three slaves who lagged behind, but hearing a gun fired at guinea-fowls let them go.  Route N.

14th September, 1869.—­Up and down hills perpetually.  We went down into some deep dells, filled with gigantic trees, and I measured one twenty feet in circumference, and sixty or seventy feet high to the first branches; others seemed fit to be ship’s spars.  Large lichens covered many and numerous new plants appeared on the ground.

15th September, 1869.—­Got clear of the mountains after 1-1/2 hour, and then the vast valley of Mamba opened out before us; very beautiful, and much of it cleared of trees.  Met Dugumbe carrying 18,000 lbs. of ivory, purchased in this new field very cheaply, because no traders had ever gone into the country beyond Bambarre, or Moenekuss’s district before.  We were now in the large bend of the Lualaba, which is here much larger than at Mpweto’s, near Moero Lake.  River Kesingwe.

16th September, 1869.—­To Kasangangazi’s.  We now came to the first palm-oil trees (Elais Guineensis) in our way since we left Tanganyika.  They had evidently been planted at villages.  Light-grey parrots, with red tails, also became common, whose name, Kuss or Koos, gives the chief his name, Moenekuss ("Lord of the Parrot"); but the Manyuema pronunciation is Monanjoose.  Much reedy grass, fully half an inch in diameter in the stalk on our route, and over the top of the range Moloni, which we ascended:  the valleys are impassable.

17th September, 1869.—­Remain to buy food at Kasanga’s, and rest the carriers.  The country is full of pahn-oil palms, and very beautiful.  Our people are all afraid to go out of sight of the camp for necessary purposes, lest the Manyuema should kill them.  Here was the barrier to traders going north, for the very people among whom we now are, murdered anyone carrying a tusk, till last year, when Moene-mokaia, or Katomba, got into friendship with Moenekuss, who protected his people, and always behaved in a generous sensible manner.  Dilongo, now a chief here, came to visit us:  his elder brother died, and he was elected; he does not wash in consequence, and is very dirty.

Two buffaloes were killed yesterday.  The people have their bodies tattooed with new and full moons, stars, crocodiles, and Egyptian gardens.