is the current moderate—­namely, above Tedzane.  The rest is all rapid, and much of it being only fifty or eighty yards wide, and rushing like a mill-race, it gives the impression of water-power, sufficient to drive all the mills in Manchester, running to waste.  Pamofunda, or Pamozima, has a deep shady grove on its right bank.  When we were walking alone through its dark shade, we were startled by a shocking smell like that of a dissecting-room; and on looking up saw dead bodies in mats suspended from the branches of the trees, a mode of burial somewhat similar to that which we subsequently saw practised by the Parsees in their “towers of silence” at Poonah, near Bombay.  The name Pamozima means, “the departed spirits or gods”—­a fit name for a place over which, according to the popular belief, the disembodied souls continually hover.

The rock lowest down in the series is dark reddish-grey syenite.  This seems to have been an upheaving agent, for the mica schists above it are much disturbed.  Dark trappean rocks full of hornblende have in many places burst through these schists, and appear in nodules on the surface.  The highest rock seen is a fine sandstone of closer grain than that at Tette, and quite metamorphosed where it comes into contact with the igneous rocks below it.  It sometimes gives place to quartz and reddish clay schists, much baked by heat.  This is the usual geological condition on the right bank of the Cataracts.  On the other side we pass over masses of porphyritic trap, in contact with the same mica schists, and these probably give to the soil the great fertility we observed.  The great body of the mountains is syenite.  So much mica is washed into the river, that on looking attentively on the stream one sees myriads of particles floating and glancing in the sun; and this, too, even at low water.

It was the 15th of August before the men returned from the ship, accompanied by Mr. Rae and the steward of the “Pioneer.”  They brought two oxen, one of which was instantly slaughtered to put courage into all hearts, and some bottles of wine, a present from Waller and Alington.  We never carried wine before, but this was precious as an expression of kindheartedness on the part of the donors.  If one attempted to carry either wine or spirits, as a beverage, he would require a whole troop of followers for nothing else.  Our greatest luxury in travelling was tea or coffee.  We never once carried sugar enough to last a journey, but coffee is always good, while the sugarless tea is only bearable, because of the unbearable gnawing feeling of want and sinking which ensues if we begin to travel in the mornings without something warm in the stomach.  Our drink generally was water, and if cool, nothing can equal it in a hot climate.  We usually carried a bottle of brandy rolled up in our blankets, but that was used only as a medicine; a spoonful in hot water before going to bed, to fend off a chill and fever.  Spirits always do harm, if the fever has fairly begun; and it is probable that brandy-and-water has to answer for a good many of the deaths in Africa.