accompanied by only two or three of the Abyssinians, several canoes sneaked into the bank lower down, and, led by the native paddlers — who, like most natives, rob or murder their own kith and kin without hesitation — took the village in the rear and commenced looting. This placed me many times in most uncomfortable and dangerous positions, and, though I made example of several of the worst blackguards, I had trouble almost to the end of the chapter. As soon as we got above Fambusi village we found no more Waginia, the water race here being called Waujabillio.

And a very fine race they are — tall, almost handsome, brown men, w4th the most fantastic methods of dressing the hair; though, curiously enough, the men only pay attention to this part of their appearance, “and I rarely saw a woman who