being often an inch high, and resembling a cock's-comb. Upon the steamers they are invaluable. They are at once hunters, soldiers, and sailors.

When the boat approaches the bank with the intention of mooring, two or three of them tumble overboard, and hanging on to the flukes of the anchor, run along the bottom in several fathoms of water, till they come up at the bank, and are able to hook the anchor into the root of a tree. They are, however, cannibals, and are constantly giving trouble in this respect. When I was returning from Stanley Falls on my homeward journey, over two years afterwards, six of the crew were in irons on board the ship, whom the captain delivered up to justice at Bangala for having eaten two of their number during the voyage up to the Falls.

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