skirted the much-indented western side of Ubwari
until we reached the extreme southern reach of
Burton Gulf* At evening we camped in a tiny
creek, near a grassy ridge, undisturbed. In the
morning I ascended the ridge, and took bearings
of Masossi Mount, Kiringi Cape, Karamba Cape,
and by aid of the palms on the isthmus was
able to identify the position. We rested until
noon, and obtained south latitude 40 22'. As
Panza Point, the north end of Ubwari, is in south
latitude 40 2', the length of Burton Gulf is twenty
miles, by from five to seven miles in width.
Then coasting along the south end of Burton
Gulf, we came to Masansi, which begins on the
west side, and near each large village lowered
our sail and enquired the names of the various
nvers, villages, points, and countries. On coming
near a village on the west bank of the Kasan-
sagara river, we were forewarned of a rude
reception. Approaching nearer, we were warned
away by the Wabembe, who are most inimical
to strangers. Wishing to test how far this hostile
spirit would proceed, we continued to advance
upon the shore. From wild gesture, such as
striking the ground with their spears, beating
the water, and frantic hopping up and down,
they took to throwing stones of such large size
* So. named after Captain Richard Francis Burton the
d Z Z T / T ° i tb%BnTt0n and SpCke ExPedition>discovered Lake Tanganika. which first
as might well be termed dangerous missiles.
Motioning a halt, we calmly surveyed the natives,
watched the rocks fly through the air, and
making deep pits in the water, as though we
were simply looking on at an entertainment
specially got up for our amusement. Not a
word, gesture, or movement on our part indicated
either resentment or pleasure, until the natives
ceased their furious demonstrations. Para was
then told to inform them that we would have
nothing to say to such wild people, who at
sight of strangers showed such foolish fury.
We turned away without another word, resumed
our journey, and in an hour were abreast
of Kiunyu, the village of the chief Mahonga.
We spoke to them: they mocked us. We asked
them if they would sell us some grain, but they
replied that they were not our slaves, and that
they had not sowed the land with grain to sell
it to us; We pulled away from them without
another word. The silly people cried out that
we were running away, and at once launched
about a dozen canoes and followed us. Encouraged
by the infuriates and mockers on the shore,
as also by our pacific behaviour, they became
excited to a dangerous state, and gesticulated
with their -arrows and spears. Owing to the
ferocious spirit of the people, we had to seek a
camp among the reeds and papyrus in the delta
of the Mtambara river,' where, though troubled