the few who escaped being entirely disorganised. For three days we saw nothing of Lutete, and I learned afterwards, when talking over affairs with him, that during this time he had not left his own quarters; the sights in his camp were so appalling that even he did not care to put himself in the way of seeing them unnecessarily.

He told us that every one of the cannibals who accompanied him had at least one body to eat. All the meat was cooked and smoke-dried, and formed provisions for the whole of his force and for all the camp followers for many days afterwards. A volunteer drummer who had been with us for some time disappeared, and we imagined had been killed. A day or two afterwards he was discovered dead in a hut by the side of a half consumed corpse — he had apparently over-eaten himself, and had died in