
 
		We  had  now  no  other  resource  left  us  but  to  
 proceed  with  the  investigation  of  the  lake  in  common  
 canoes;  for  we  could  not  wait  any  longer,  
 as  our  supplies  were  fast  on  the  wane.  I  was  
 sorry  for  it,  as  my  companion  was  still  suffering  
 so severely,  that  anybody seeing  him  attempt  to  go  
 would have despaired  of  his  ever  returning.  Yet he  
 could  not  endure  being  left  behind.  Travelling  in  
 canoes,  as  I  could  now  testify from  my  late  experiences, 
   is, without  joke,  a  very  trying  business  to  a  
 sick man, even in  the  best weather ;  and here we were  
 still in the  height of  the  monsoon.  Negotiations for  
 the means  of carrying out  our object (of proceeding  to  
 the  north  of  the  lake,  surveying  it,  and  ascertaining  
 whether  Hamed’s  story about  a  large  river  running  
 out  of  it  was  based  upon  a  true  foundation)  were  
 then  commenced,  and  Kannina  was  applied  to.  He  
 likewise,  it  appeared, had  a  plan  in view of  carrying  
 on  some  ivory  transactions with  the  Sultan of  Uvira,  
 governing a  district  at  the  northern  end  and western  
 shore  of  the  lake,  and  agreed  to  take  us  there,  and  
 also  show us  the  river  in  question.  It  was  settled  
 that  we  should  go  in  two  canoes|  Captain  Burton,  
 with  Kannina,  in  a  very  large  one, paddled  by forty  
 men  at  once,  and  I 'in  another  considerably  smaller—  
 our  party  to  pay  all  expenses;  and,  in  fact,  to  do  
 Kannina’s business in  consideration  of  his protection.  
 This we  did  do,  and  no  more ;  for,  after  arriving  at  
 Uvira,  nothing  could  induce  him  to  take  us  to  the  
 river at  the  end  of  the  lake,  although  the  remaining 
 distance  could  have  been  accomplished  in  about  six  
 hours’  paddling.  His  reason,  which  he  must  have  
 known before, was, that  the  savages resident there, the  
 Warundi tribe, were inimical to  his people, the Wajiji.  
 This was  a sore disappointment, though not so great as  
 it would have been had we not ascertained that Hamed’s  
 story  was  a  mere  fabrication.  He  had  never  been  
 to  the north  end  of the  lake,  nor had he had the  fight  
 he described with the natives ;  and, moreover, Bombay  
 assured  both Captain Burton  and myself that  Hamed  
 really meant  that  the  river ran  into  the lake.  Had I  
 thought  of  it,  I  should  then  have  changed  the  course  
 of  the  Marungu  river  on  my map,  and  made  it  run  
 out  of the lake,  but  I did not.  Next  the  sultan’s  son,  
 who  visited us  immediately on  our  arrival  at  Uvira,  
 told us  that the river, which  is  named  Rusizi,  drained  
 the  high  mountains  encircling our  immediate  north,  
 and discharged its waters into  the lake.  I  should not  
 have been  satisfied with this  counter-statement  alone,  
 had  I  not  ascended  some  neighbouring  heights,  and  
 observed  the  mountains increasing  in  size  as  they extended  
 away  to  the northward,  and  effectually  closing  
 in  this  low  lake, which  is  not  quite  half  the  altitude  
 of  the  surface-level  of  the  general  interior  plateau.  
 Although  wrong  in  most  respects, Hamed  was  right  
 about  the  distance  the  lake’s  northern  end  lay  from  
 Ujiji;  for, properly  divided,  it  takes  eight  days,  the  
 time  he  specified,  exactly.  On  coming  up  the  lake,  
 we  travelled  the  first  half  up  the  east  coast,  then  
 crossed  over to the  end of a long island  called Ubuari,