to their destruction. A conical knoll is called,'
after this spirit, Katavi’s Hill.
Before the mouth of the Mkombe river there
lies a low submerged island, just west of south
from Katavi. Only a few shrubs and the heads
o f some tall cane were visible above the surface
of the water.
From Gezeh to Igangwe Cove was a good
day s journey against the south-easter which
blew strongly against us. Igangwe Cove penetrates
about a mile deep into the mountain folds.
Though it was the season when the grasses are
becoming sere, and some of the trees lose that
vivid greenness of foliage which is their glory
during the rainy season, the aspect of the slopes
had still a freshness and beauty which, with, the
placid mirror-like cove, made a picture worth,
preserving.
A day’s journey south by east took us to the
village of Karema—the chief being Massi-Kamba,
a sub-chief of Kapufi, king of Fipa. It is situated
in the angle of a bay which begins at Igangwe
Point and terminates in the weird rock-piles of
Mpimbwe Cape.
All that mass of looming upland from Igangwe
to within a few miles of Karema is included in
the country of Kawendi or, as it is sometimes
called, Tongwe. South of that line begins Fipa.,
Arabs are beginning to establish themselves
at Karema for trade, .the Wa-fipa being more
amenable to reason than the “ scattered and
peeled” tribes of Tongwe.
Between Karema and Mpimbwe Cape lies a fine
country studded with coves and hills, square-
topped and round. Game is abundant and easy
of approach. A buffalo and a small red antelope
were obtained by me here, the two shots supplying
the crews with abundance of meat.
Proceeding some eight miles south-west towards
Mpimbwe, we come to a narrow ridge rising
about 600 feet above the lake. Its shore is
deeply indented, and the wash of waves has
bared enormous masses of granite.
At the south-western corner of this bay there
is a neck of low land which all but connects
Mpimbwe ridge with the mainland; only half a
mile’s breadth of low land prevents Mpimbwe
being an island. Near Kipendi Point, which is
halfway between Mpimbwe ridge and Karema,
there is a tree in the lake which was pointed
out to me as being not many years ago on dry
land. There is now 9 feet of water around it!
Mpimbwe Cape offers a view similar to the
rocks of Wezi— which we sighted when marching
through the grassy plains of Usukuma— only of
a still more gigantic size and a ruder grandeur.
Their appearance betrays the effects of great
waves which have at one time swept over them,
pouring their waters into their recesses, cleansing
by force every cranny and flaw of their vegetable