a useful interpreter and a good cook when he was not drunk. At Farrhagis we lost a whole day hunting up canoes which were supposed to be ready for us. The Waginia, true to their instincts, had made away with, and hidden in the lagoons and swamps, all the best and biggest canoes they could lay their hands on.

We, however, eventually got together a dozen canoes, which were sufficient to carry our whole party. These canoes, though simply dug out from a single tree, are a grand means of transport. The largest one, which belonged to Mohun, carried sixty men to paddle; twelve soldiers with their kit and food; Mohun, his bed and luggage, in a house built on the canoe; the cook Philip and two or three other servants; together with a kitchen fire and a couple of milk goats, besides half a ton of stores. This canoe passed through